Happy shiver!

That (along with another light kiss) puts a spring in her step on her way to the Sixth's quarters.

She's welcomed in. "Hey there."

"Hey there yourself." Oh no she's never actually done this as the person leading, oops. "Anything you wanna set out beforehand?" Discussing boundaries ahead of time is a thing some of the racier comics talk about (mostly the ones that also include helpful diagrams and not just pretty girls doing things). 

"Yeah, we should talk boundaries and expectations. Let's sit." She gestures Gideon in towards a sitting room, where Angerona is.

Angerona's at one end of a loveseat - there's also a comfortable chair free.

Gideon hesitates a moment, then sits in the chair for now. "You first?"

Palamedes drops down next to Angerona. "Sure. You mentioned early wanting to be in charge, and the 'fun kind of torture', so I'm assuming that's the direction you'd like to go with this. I don't have a problem playing submissive for a scene, following directions and serving, but I don't like humiliation. I'm also not very masochistic, so anything more than hair-pulling and lovebites we'd have to work up to slowly, and if I tap out, I want you to respect that."

"I'm not really masochistic per se, either - but I do enjoy fighting, and injuries in the context of a fight do feel good. I'm same opinion on submission as Palamedes."

Serious nodding. "Yeah, I know I'm unusually masochistic - I'll move slowly with anything, check in and all." She tips her head at Angerona. "I was actually thinking that fighting you, but sexily, would be fun."

"That definitely sounds my speed."

"I'd love to watch."

"You could be the prize for whoever wins," she teases. 

"Am I that high value? How flattering."

"I'd say so."

"Checks out on my end."

"Aw, now I'm blushing," she says, doing no such thing. "Though before we get too far into logistical planning, Miss Gideon, what boundaries would you like to set?"

...Huh, she normally doesn't have to think about that. 

"I'm only submissive for Ellyn," she says after a moment. "Same with using necromancy for sex stuff. For injuries in the fight - so long as I can walk back afterwards, I'll be fine."

"Okay. I should mention then that I'm a psychometrist, that is, I can use necromancy to analyze objects and people and discern some of their history. This is mostly an automatic process for me even in a sexual context, but I don't get much detail unless I actively focus."

"...Huh." 

She makes a mild face, takes a few moments to think - then reaches for her bag, pulling a thick book out - the cover an unassuming black with white lettering, the raven on the desk, the long signs of wear - the book of poems Tamerlane's name is from. "I was actually thinking of showing you this - it seems... Important, and I'm curious about who it belonged to - and honestly the answers to that'll give me a better sense for what level of detail you actually get." She holds it out. 

She takes it. "Sure thing. Hm. This is really old-"

"Ah!" She jerks back, startled at the sudden appearance of

nothing, apparently?

...Oops.

(Gideon definitely glances at what Palamedes was looking at - and her eyes definitely focus on it, not at all like she's weirded out by Palamedes' reaction.)

" - Uh, what just happened?"