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“I don’t know,” Zhenya says, frowning as he tugs the shirt down slightly. The fabric is soft and blue and clings to his belly a little more than he’s comfortable with.
“It’s Star Trek,” Anya says, as though that explains everything, lounging on the bed and watching him through half-closed eyes, cat-like. Her costume looks good on her, of course, a short red minidress that’s currently riding up the tanned length of her legs and giving Zhenya ideas.
for meeee <3