behemoth, meet the opposition

[mrglam]

Sadde doesn't seem quite able to focus on homework at the moment. He's fidgeting, and sometimes stares off into space for long periods of time before James has to snap him out of it.

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[thinkering]

"We'll see about that."

They see about that.

[mrglam]

He does do better!

But alas, she is too strong for him. He succumbs, eventually.

[thinkering]

"You're not very good at this," she says. "Maybe I should think of something easier for you to do."

[mrglam]

"Nonono, wait, one more time."

Breathe in. Breathe ooooout.

"I can do this."

[thinkering]

Can he really?

[mrglam]

There are a few moments when it looks like he will fail, but he actually does manage it. The intensity and frequency of the noises go up, however.

[thinkering]

"Very good," she says, and he gets a kiss.

[mrglam]

Yessss! Kiss!

"...can I move now?"

[thinkering]

"You may."

[mrglam]

So his arms are around her and he is pulling her onto some quite hungry kisses.

[thinkering]

Eee!

[mrglam]

Eee indeed!

[thinkering]

Kisses. Kisses and snuggles.

[mrglam]

So many of those.

[thinkering]

But eventually: "I should probably rebuild some of my flock of bots today."

[mrglam]

It takes Sadde a while to understand what she's talking about, but then: "Oh. Oh um. Yes. You probably should."

He squeezes her close to him, though.

[thinkering]

Squeeze. Kiss.

And she reaches for her shirt.

[mrglam]

"Ggghhhhnnnnooooooo"

[thinkering]

"...Will you tolerate the loss of the view better if I blindfold you first?"

[mrglam]

"...yes, probably."

[thinkering]

She puts her shirt down, ties the blindfold around his head, kisses him again, and puts her shirt on.

[mrglam]

He almost swoons into the kiss. He's having trouble forming words, so he just makes more noises.

[thinkering]

Lorica steps into her armor; it forms up around her except for the gloves and helmet.

Before she puts the gloves back on, she considers Sadde and then pinches him again.

[mrglam]

He's just lying there with a blissful smile on his face when she does that, causing him to jump.

...he will need to take a shower after this.

[thinkering]

Lorica snaps her gloves on, and her helmet after it.