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    Gideon had insisted on Harrow’s body remaining fully clothed, a pretense so absurd in light of the situation that Ianthe had struggled to suppress a laughing fit when Gideon first said it. But Ianthe had (mostly) been circumspect with her amusement, and later, when Harrow - no, correction, when Gideon was stumbling over her tongue, saying (in that voice with such a familiar timbre but completely unfamiliar heat) “please,” and “god,” and “I need-,” Ianthe had simply slipped the loose black trousers down around Harrow’s bony knees and let Gideon keep her tunic and robe. Ianthe is, above all things, self-possessed; she isn’t about to lose her hold on the chivalrous little cavalier now by tightening her grip too hastily. After all, without Gideon to toy with, how else is she supposed to pass the time on this lonely cruiser limping along through an even lonelier corner of space?

     

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    31 Dec 2020