[ Any self-consciousness Shadowheart has had about reconnecting with her other self's partners dissolves with her need. None of them are wholly themselves here, anyway; they're splintered and grafted, pieces of each other. ]
Yes.
Though it would be better if my hands were spreading your legs.
[the night is long, and alia is restless, writing and composing her tales, her sermons, given to the poor and the small and the hungry, fed the way the fremen once were. she comes by it naturally, giving others what they wish for -- and these days, she finds she delights in it.]
[ Shadowheart's pent up enough that she doesn't have it in her to tease Alia by making her wait. She sends a photo from her bed, her nightgown rucked up around her hips, no panties, hands hooked beneath her thighs to spread her legs wide. ]
[it's a pleasant surprise, one that has alia rolling to her stomach, kicking her feet up, head tilting in amusement.]
You ARE an excellent teacher aren't you? Though I don't think the master is meant to make the student quite so distracted. I'm quite famished now, seeing you.
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There. As you remember?
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Yes.
Though it would be better if my hands were spreading your legs.
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[the night is long, and alia is restless, writing and composing her tales, her sermons, given to the poor and the small and the hungry, fed the way the fremen once were. she comes by it naturally, giving others what they wish for -- and these days, she finds she delights in it.]
I must see precisely what you mean.
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Just like this.
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You ARE an excellent teacher aren't you? Though I don't think the master is meant to make the student quite so distracted. I'm quite famished now, seeing you.
Would you indulge me? For the sake of education?