...she doesn't? Actually does she have cells? Just out scientific curiosity, they could probably find some numenera that gestates children given parental cells, that sounds like a thing that must have been invented at some point.

Uh. Maybe this is the wrong mood. He would like to resume kissing her now that they are done with the nutritional sludge? Don't think the word 'sludge'. Damnit.

She giggles.

"You're extremely charming. I would also like to resume kissing now that we are done with the nutritional sludge." Like so! Kiss.

And maybe he can... he can...

...

...he's not sure what he can, what do people who get horny do? Put hands places? There are places he could put his hands aren't there.

Help he's so cute.

Yes, there are places he could put his hands. She'll help him out, even, with where his hands should go. And melts into him happily. The kissing space is back! Yay!!

They can probably figure this out, he thinks. He can even teleport them to his bed sans clothes if she thinks that would make things easier!

"Yes to teleport, no to losing clothes by teleportation," she murmurs. "I want to savor you."

If she says so...? He's not really sure what that entails but now they're on his bed.

Apparently it involves taking his clothes off! And kissing him places besides his mouth. It is pretty easy for her to figure out his favorites, she can literally read his mind. On reflection, she’s kind of glad she was responsible and did the talking part earlier, because now she can just let herself get happily carried away. This body is hers, and Aleks can touch it however he likes, and she likes him very much, and wants him to enjoy himself. A large amount of kinesthetic knowledge has transferred over, even without the full memories themselves. Like being able to talk, but without remembering the conversations.

But this memory will be hers. She wants it to be a good one, and will work very, very hard to make it so.

Aleks was... right. In his suspicion that this is much better with her than with anyone else. Actually much better than he'd ever imagined it could be, if one were the sort of person to enjoy this. He is hit with the sudden understanding of why it is that people go to such lengths for this, if this is how they feel it even when they do it with people who are not... not... like her.

(Why would anyone want to do this with people who are not like her? He will push that thought away because he wants to do it with her and she is the most like her person there is.)

To say that he is really enjoying himself is an understatement. He is not quite as... melted... as she is, but he suspects at least part of why is because he feels a sense of responsibility for at least one of them having any control over this situation. Maybe. He's not sure. It doesn't really matter? The outside of his head has been much more interesting than the inside for the past many hours, thanks to her, and this is entirely novel, and he does not regret it for a minute. It will be a very, very good memory.

She’s very smug, after things have winded down. And snuggly. Very smug and snuggly.

Aleks is very tired. He did not realise sex was this exhausting. Maybe last time he wasn't so into it so he didn't spend so much energy? Or maybe he was just younger, who knows. His brain is mostly white fog plus meta commentary right now.

“Shhhh, it’s okay. Go to sleep,” she murmurs affectionately, holding him and petting his hair.

He kind of wants to take a shower first, though. He's feeling sticky and also they ran around all day today.

She giggles, then kisses his forehead.

“Okay, that’s fair. Can you safely teleport, or am I in charge of getting us to and from the bathroom?”

He has long since memorised this apartment's layout to his satisfaction and can in fact teleport.

But also a part of him wants to shower with her. It is only 80% curiosity of what that's like.

“I could be talked out of joining you,” she teases. “But no, I need one too. And I don’t want to let go of you. I might start growling.”

So they can find themselves inside the very spacious bathtub he has in his bathroom, and the attached shower is right there.

Excellent! Then they can get clean. Getting clean with a partner involved changes the experience by quite a lot, but this partner in particular is actually inclined to get them both clean over having Sex, Part Two, Bathtub Edition! So presumably there is no real barrier to getting clean.

Yeah he is not particularly angling for Sex, Part Two, Bathtub Edition, he is rather tired.

Then it will definitely not be happening. They are cleaned and dried and then they can be teleported back to his bed.

"Okay, now you can sleep," she says once they're there, voice full of affection.

Yes he can.

...they never found a mattress for her. And before he's done with that thought he's already thinking that that is a very dumb thing to think about, they just fucked, she can sleep in his bed obviously. And he's never slept in the same bed as someone else but it should be... like... the same as sleeping alone? Right? You lie down and close your eyes. Same thing.

She giggles.

"Yes, I hear that's how it works," she murmurs, going back to petting his hair. She's not as tired as he is, but she's any tired, so she expects to be joining him soon. Just he's so cute right now.

Okay, then. Good night, even though he's actually feeling a bit... he's... not sure what... giddy? What is he, fifteen? Well, he's feeling a bit giddy about sleeping next to her.

Oh for all that is holy he has a crush. He turns around and groans into his pillow when he has that thought.

He is so incredibly cute. She is going to snuggle him so much. He is entirely free to hide in his pillow but she's going to wrap an arm around him and nuzzle into his back.

"Aleks. You thought it yourself. We fucked. I'm pretty sure it's normal to have a crush on someone you have sex with. It's even mutual."

It's not! He had zero crush on the people he fucked before. Also he's over thirty, what's this crush thing even doing.