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"Are you sure?"

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"Very sure, but coincidences happen." She kisses Kas.

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He kisses back.

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Sherlock grins.

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Far less coincidental goings-on ensue.

Isabella takes Path back again after the excitement dies down, but she's not in any hurry to get dressed again.
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And Sherlock is pretty happy curled up next to Kas, taking unnecessary breaths to enjoy the fading smell of his blood.

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A still-angel-shaped Petaal flops onto the bed, behind Kas and Sherlock, and very intentionally lets her wing settle over both of them.

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Amariah notes this - she doesn't think it's a matter of course, even for a daemon as gregarious as Petaal - but it hardly surprises her.

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He holds perfectly still for a moment.

Then, smiling softly, he strokes Petaal's feathers.
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She hums and snuggles up closer.

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Isabella snuggles under the other wing. They're big; she's not in anybody's way over here.

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Petaal scoots over to give Isabella a kiss, then climbs right on top of Kas to do the same with Sherlock.

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Mmmm afterglowy kisses.

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She kisses Kas, too, for the pure delighted hell of it.

Then she leans close to Sherlock and murmurs, "So where's those teeth my sweetie liked so much?"
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...He grins.

"Oh, would you like them too?"
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"She's also got a bayleaf," yawns Isabella, snuggling up to the now somewhat more accessible Kas. "But I bet you noticed that."

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"I did, yes," he says, and obligingly enfangs again.

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Kas manages to free one arm from the rest of the cuddlepile so he can wrap it around Isabella's shoulders.

Petaal cuddles down and bends her head so her neck is right by Sherlock's mouth.
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With his hands drifting lightly over her feathers, he bites.

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Kas was right, that is nice.

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Petaal makes faces too. (And for that matter, Kas is probably mirroring her, he can feel the pain if not the details, but he's facing the wrong way.)

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Petaal lifts her head again and resettles into the cuddlepile. She wants to be touching everyone.

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Sherlock kisses her freshly bitten neck.

Snuggle time? Looks like snuggle time. Warm feathery snuggle time.
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Mmmm, warm feathery snuggle time. Isabella approves.



Ultimately, though, she gets antsy, and she's wondering if Angela is even still there; they haven't talked about everything they might wish to talk about, after all. She slips out and ties her silks back on. "Can I throw a blanket over you guys for Angela's sensibilities before I go see if she's still there?"
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"Certainly," says Sherlock.

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