Sun Mote Copse Plasma storm.

When he mentioned pain, Towhee bit her lip to hold back a laugh. "Well, I can't speak from the dude's side, seeing as I don't have a dong," she drawled, tacking on a silent, Although I do have the rest of the package... "But I've never known it to hurt. And I've never had any of my, er, partners act as if it's anything but pleasurable," she finished, feeling strangely sheepish about mentioning her promiscuity to him. She wasn't ashamed, it just felt a little illicit, given her head space at the moment.

The rain slackened noticeably and Towhee blinked out at the storm, wondering if it would be pass soon. More likely, it would rain steadily for the rest of the day. She drew in a breath of cool, refreshing air and shifted her attention back to Bronco to say, "Anyway, you shouldn't do it until you're ready and willing and find someone who's the same. You're... young. There's plenty of time to figure all of this out before you even have a shot at fatherhood, y'know, biologically speaking," she finished with a bit of a lopsided smile.