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2007-10-29 03:26 am (UTC)
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"Maybe. I don't know." Was he ill? Keman didn't know. He'd never felt this way before.
He did as Lust asked, leaning over and resting his forehead against the tall back of the seat in front of them. It felt cool against his hot face.
But then Lust was
touching
him, and he tensed up again. Whatever she was doing, it wasn't helping.
But he was too polite to ask her to stop.
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He did as Lust asked, leaning over and resting his forehead against the tall back of the seat in front of them. It felt cool against his hot face.
But then Lust was touching him, and he tensed up again. Whatever she was doing, it wasn't helping.
But he was too polite to ask her to stop.