S'aleth had barely heard what Karl had said, because she was too busy pouting over the idea that Erich had told never to be intimate with him again. But that wasn't possible for her. After all, everywhere she went, she could smell the mark she had placed upon him, something that would never wash away. Hell, even when she slept, she could sense his presence, which helped soothe her. This wasn't even taking into account the fact that the two of them were going to be on the same ship together for many years. If she could not further express her feelings properly, then she might actually go mad with lust.
Interstellar Age
Sci-fi · Zentmeister
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