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Armand blinked. “So, you don’t want to bond with me if I am going to those clubs?”
“Yeah. I don’t want to deal with getting sick and bursting into tears when I see you, giving you my pain through the link over and over.” She sighed. “I would have to get the link scrubbed. I am not into self-flagellation.”
He looked at her and stroked her chin. “We are alike in that. I won’t do things to injure me in the long run. Funny thing is, I don’t think you are dangerous to me, and I don’t want to be dangerous to you. So, what do we do?”
“I have already stated my preferences.”
“Yes, but will you give me what I need?”
She looked at him, meeting his intent gaze. “What do you need?”
“Well, Persephone, I need you. I need you to be the angry, cranky, scrappy woman that I first met.”
“You met me as a dude.”
He grinned. “Yeah, but you are much cuter now. So, I want you to give me stick every moment of every day, and it is up to me to make you purr.”
“No pain?”
“Discomfort, yes. But I think pain would get me beaten to death.” He stroked her cheek. “Plus, I like you wide-eyed, not weeping. Can we try something?”
“What?”
“Hands behind your back. All that will happen if they come apart is that I stop.”
“You sure?”
“I am sure.”
She put her arms behind her back. “Fine. What now?”
He smiled. “Now, you hush. Only tell me if something hurts or if you want to stop.”
She nodded and sat with her hands locked on each forearm. She waited as he decided something. He lifted her and settled her at the edge of the bed on her knees.
She didn’t say a word. He smiled and slowly widened her knees until she felt a distinct breeze on her still-damp sex.
He smiled. “You are far prettier as yourself, though your male presentation was eye-catching. I think it was your attitude glowing through.”
She rolled her eyes.
Armand knelt and was watching her. “Are you disrespecting yourself?”
She frowned and cocked her head.
“Say what you were thinking.”
“I designed Albert to be normal-looking. He was always supposed to blend in.”
His lips curled. “And did you ever have sex as Albert?”
“No. Of course not. He didn’t have any sex organs. All I had to base him on was childhood toys.”
Armand’s jaw opened in surprise. “You said that, but I thought you were just being shy.”
She sighed. “My arms hurt. Unusual activity. I don’t have enough energy to play this way.”
He nodded. “Understandable. Would you prefer something more conventional?”
