[With enough study of the human body it's inevitable to figure out how it functions well enough to identify areas where it is inefficient. And that's where the slippery slope of modifying onesself to inch closer to "perfection" became a thing in his time. Thankfully it's not something they have to worry about here--hopefully.

Jackie has experienced his fair share of BDs, yet he's not sure how to put things into words that Constantin would understand. Maybe some day he would be able to show him this world's equivalent of it.]

They're called BDs. BrainDances. Don't know exactly how it works but it works. No bullshit.

[He definitely is of the same mind as Constantin, however. Flesh and blood, human interaction? How could anything ever compare to that? Then again, he's a terrible romantic. Jackie is willing to keep quiet while he focuses on what he's doing but Constantin has other plans. It wouldn't be the first time someone's liked his accent enough to put up with his idle chatter, but there seems to be more to it than that with Constantin, so he indulges him even as his fingers pry deeper into him. The tips of them pressing around until rubbing right up against his prostate to see if he can get that blush on his face to spread.]

With the right gear, someone can record an experience they have, then go back and edit it to make it more intense. Like a professional artist recreating a child's drawing with the highest quality materials--is the closest I can get to trying to explain.

[Jackie uses his free hand to free his own cock, nudging it up against Constantin' thigh.]