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To Glam's continued delight, more kissing sessions happen on the following days (when they're feeling like a boy). They haven't met her parents as her official boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever yet, and don't mind it too much.

News about Purity's escape surprises exactly no one, but the Protectorate's reputation suffers a blow because of the attack; after all, the heroes were beaten on their home turf. The PHO forums are abuzz, though rumors of Glam's death at the hands of Hookwolf (probably started by same) prove largely unfounded.

And Glam really should get to their webisodes and start building a steadier rep. And that's (one of the reasons) why they're in Lorica's workshop a few days later.

"So what should I do? I haven't posted anything since Purity, should probably make this more of a habit."

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From:

mxglam

Shrug. "The being-unable-to-anticipate-it part was most of it, even if I am. And. I am reasonably inventive, I could at some point suggest some things. Though, well, many of them actually go, uh, a bit further than we've gone. And. Are part of these images, as well. Because they're not exactly expectations of anything."

From:

thinkering

"Yes, I have heard the you-are-a-teenage-boy spiel."

From:

mxglam

"Right. Should I stick to images that I could reasonably expect to happen, or let my wildest dreams carry me?" Pause. "Probably not those, I'm pretty sure those will still take a long time."

From:

thinkering

"...What, how wild are they?"

From:

mxglam

"Um. That actually entirely depends on how wild I'm allowing them to be. And on more data about how our dynamics there will be than I currently have."

From:

thinkering

"Dynamics here meaning...? Hold that thought." Here is HQ.

From:

mxglam

There is HQ. Where do they go?

From:

thinkering

Glam's room, looks like.

From:

mxglam

Glam is clearly happy about this. There may be bouncing in the air.

From:

thinkering

And the door is closed and Lorica's helmet comes off and she stalks up to Glam until their back is to the wall and says, "You were saying?"

From:

mrglam

...now the noise is closer to a whimper than anything. His mask is gone, and he hadn't bothered putting on the ski mask underneath it because not expecting to get into a fight where he might've been knocked out unconscious.

"Our dynamics." He clears his throat. "I meant mostly, like, what you're comfortable with. Like you said, not your kink, soooo..."

From:

thinkering

"So?"

From:

mrglam

"So my wildest dreams might be a bit wilder than you'd be completely comfortable with."

From:

thinkering

"Well, if my virgin ears start to bleed, you will know to back off..."

From:

mrglam

Sadde spends a few seconds processing this, his brain apparently having to reboot. "Well. Okay. Where were we... ah yes, I still had pants on. That. Would definitely not be a thing anymore."

From:

thinkering

"I'm not given to understand states of undress as a dynamic thing."

From:

mrglam

"No, indeed not, but there's some ground to cover before getting to that. The very wildest of the dreams would involve... implements. Other than ropes." They swallow. "Bearing in mind that these things vary from one time to the next, the images include stuff ranging from edging to... other forms of. Punishment."

From:

thinkering

"When I'm not wearing my helmet the bot can't look things up for me," Lorica says, shrugging out of the rest of her armor.

From:

mrglam

His eyes trail her body, and it's not like she's wearing anything more suggestive than jeans-and-a-t-shirt, but still. "Edging is when you bring me to the... edge... and then stop. In this case."