[ Another sharp little intake of breath at that. He's absolutely nervous now, not having done this since a disastrous relationship at sixteen, on Beta Colony. (He'd delighted at first when she'd taken joy in his physical form rather than dread. Then, despaired as he realized that that was all she'd enjoyed. Would that be all he was ever good for in a relationship, to be a twisted physical novelty with no personhood of his own--)
Breathe, dammit. Tex hasn't shown any signs of that. He squeezes back firmly, in defiance of any risk it might pose to his bones. ]
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Breathe, dammit. Tex hasn't shown any signs of that. He squeezes back firmly, in defiance of any risk it might pose to his bones. ]
Then ... what about tonight?