As they stood there, sharing a plethora of thoughts with a single, subtle, and inimitable look, the Chronivac began to spark from the floor. Somehow during the course of the last few minutes it had been dripped on; hardly surprising given the condition of the bathroom. Both Rain and Luna stared down at it, their eyes widening with every fizzle. Luna crossed the room in a couple of dainty steps and wrapped her arm around Rain's, leaning into her shoulder. Rain's eyes flickered from the pleasure of the situation, in spite of how surreal it all was, and betrayed another moment of lust; one that went unnoticed. She tentatively and casually slipped her arm around Luna's shoulders and bit her lower lip. She tried to let her brain catch up with itself.
Then she remembered that the Chronivac was erupting from the floor.
"What's it doing?" asked Luna, helplessly.
Rain once again became distracted. The slight tone of pleading in Luna's voice was unbearable, and she was being introduced to the finer aspects of arousal as a woman faster than she could handle. The hand around Luna's shoulder slipped down to her waist.
"Rain? What's it doing?" Luna repeated.
"I don't know. It's omnipotent enough when it's working, but right now it could be doing anything. Absolutely anything."
"I'm scared," said Luna.
Rain felt a tingling from the tip of her neck running all the way down her spine. The hand around Luna's waist began clawing at her midriff seductively.
Luna stared Rain in the eye, a quite uncategorisable look in her eyes.
Then what was left of the Chronivac exploded.