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Yeah, this week had been a little itchy.

"Fuck," Margo groaned. "How long is this shit supposed to last?"

She stretched out on top of the blankets, sweaty and relaxed with that post-banging glow. And still: she didn't feel spent. "Because this is getting to be a pain in the ass beyond the pain in the ass."

She eyed El in all his gangly naked glory. "If this keeps up, I think we're gonna have to hit the mainland."

You couldn't bang your best friend to keep the edge off forever.

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existencemisspent

“Agreed,” Eliot said with a long sigh. “Before I give in and fuck some gentlemen with unfortunate hair.”

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not_a_goddamn_princess

Margo closed her eye. "God, if you fuck Jon, I'm going to make fun of you forever," she rasped lazily.

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existencemisspent

“If I fuck Jon I’ll deserve it. He’s not even into that.”

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not_a_goddamn_princess

Margo nodded, as if that was wise and true.

“I wonder if he even gets horny,” she said. “And if he does, is it over random nerd shit?”

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existencemisspent

“Or cats. . . . Let’s talk about something else.”

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not_a_goddamn_princess

Margo snickered. "Oh, ew, El. What the fuck."

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existencemisspent

"Not me!" Eliot said. He pressed his hands to his face. "Ugh. This fucking pollen, now I'm picturing it."

And it was not the boner killer it absolutely should have been. (It was, at least, thankfully not a boner promoter either, Eliot did not need to suddenly discover that sort of kink, thank you.)

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not_a_goddamn_princess

Jesus christ, El! Margo laughed harder, groping around for a pillow to smack him with.

Ah, there it was. "Bad, bad, bad," she laughed.

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existencemisspent

"I know!" Eliot laughed back, hands up now to block the pillow attack. "I'm trying to stop. Tell me one of your unfortunate mental images from this week, Bambi, please?"

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not_a_goddamn_princess

"I had a great fucking dream about Tiny, Tino, Shunsui, and that tall drink of vampire water from the Devil's Nest feeding me chocolates and rubbing my feet?" Margo offered.

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existencemisspent

"Ugh, Tino," Eliot said, as though he hadn't been thinking about him that way just last night. "Otherwise . . . that is not an embarrassing fantasy, darling. That sounds absolutely fantastic."

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not_a_goddamn_princess

“It’s not my fault even my bad horny ideas are good horny ideas,” Margo said, stretching. “Oooh. I should text Irene to bring some toys over.”

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existencemisspent

"Is that my queue to go find a conquest of my own?" Eliot asked, rolling over to reach for his robe. "Or shall I just get us some snacks so we're both ready to go again when needed?"

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not_a_goddamn_princess

Margo waved a lazy hand. "Just putting a pin in that idea for later," she said. "We fucked fabulously. We deserve snacks."

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existencemisspent

"And snacks we shall have," Eliot said, clapping his hands. He slipped into his robe and stood, stretching. "I will say one thing for this pollen: it certainly can't help but keep the local populace trim and fit."

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not_a_goddamn_princess

"And it's a great way to exercise," Margo agreed, sitting up slowly.

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existencemisspent

"Precisely my point," Eliot said. "No wonder everyone here is so sexy."

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not_a_goddamn_princess

“Don’t go too far, it’s only happened to us once,” Margo said. “But maybe they practice…”

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existencemisspent

"From how people have responded, I gather this is a semi-regular event." Eliot shrugged. "But you know I always encourage practicing sex. Safe or not."