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[dendarii]

"This is Miles. Leave a message and I'll respond to you at my earliest convenience."

The line has gone silent; any messages sent to this name only return an error.

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[keep_nothing]

[ Don't say it, Cordelia, don't say it— ]

Or in hand?

[dendarii]

[ Okay, that deserves (and gets) a grin. ]

That too. It is nice having some direct experience in how to please your lover.

[keep_nothing]

When you asked me before about why I liked it with other women, that's one of my reasons too.

[ Though ... she tilts her head, a new thought occurring to her. ] Doesn't Jim also have some sort of telepathy? Gregor mentioned it, but I don't know his power specifically.

[dendarii]

[ Miles brightens instantly. ]

Yes, touch telepathy. It's incredible.

[keep_nothing]

[ She raises her eyebrows, an impressed sort of smile returning to her lips. ]

Huh. So instant feedback? To increasing mutual benefit and pleasure, I would imagine. Sounds like you quite enjoyed that aspect.

[ Which is perfect for a certain emperor ... ]

[dendarii]

More than anything else. It might just ruin me for having sex without it.

[ Said lightly, but damn he wishes his relationship with Jim had worked out better. ]

[keep_nothing]

[ She catches the hidden depth behind the light statement, attempting to make her tone equally light. She doesn't want to push him, just asking in simple curiosity. ]

So ... even without the label, do you think you'll have sex with Jim again?

[dendarii]

[ He really, really has to think about that. ]

... Probably. Yes. But ... not for long.

[keep_nothing]

Not for long?

[dendarii]

I don't think I can keep sleeping with someone I'm not attached to.

[keep_nothing]

What about—oh, what's that phrase I heard here ... having him as a friend with benefits?

[dendarii]

... I suppose. But it's not what I want in the end.

[keep_nothing]

But until you work what you do want, the sex could be a good stress relief.

[dendarii]

You act as though he's practice for someone else, Mother.

[keep_nothing]

[ Cordelia is just going to sip her wine right here, her eyes crinkling slightly at the edges from over her glass. ]

[dendarii]

That's a little insulting to Jim, you realize.

[ ... he finds he doesn't mind terribly. ]

[keep_nothing]

Only if he finds it as one, which I don't think he would. Besides, you can always ask him if he minds.

[dendarii]

Yes, let me get right on that. Invite him out for drinks and just go down the list.

[keep_nothing]

[ She holds up the hand not holding her wine glass, fingers spread wide. ]

Why not? He would probably appreciate you being up front about it. He might even suggest a thing or two to add to your list.

[dendarii]

... I'll do it just to prove you wrong.

[keep_nothing]

I'll take that bet.

[dendarii]

What are we wagering?

[keep_nothing]

Oh, are we making it a formal bet then?

[ She sits up straighter, not even hesitating before she thinks of her conditions. ] If Jim doesn't bat an eye at your list and agrees to help you practice, you then have to kiss ... someone of my choosing.

[dendarii]

[ That was ... fast. All right, he straightens up then. ]

And if I win, you never get to dissect my love life again.

[keep_nothing]

You'd be shooting yourself in the foot there, kiddo. But deal.

[ She holds out her free hand to shake on it. ]