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Well, this doesn't make sense, does it? You walk home, and you randomly show up inside a mystic multiverse bar instead of your apartment? There's a bar that made a glass of fizzy orange juice show up, and rooms for rent (?). But, well. She's not gonna have another hallucination like this. So she might as well enjoy it, eh?
Sana in Milliways and also thomassia
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comfort-conquers-all
"We were, and we both knew it. But paying customers have different expectations than intimate friends. Treat them more dispassionately and be more explicit with them. At least, until they turn into regulars."
beneath-my-dignity
"Uh. Thank you for warning me."
She's lost a bit of steam, and is looking at her hands as if unsure what to do.
to-serve-lust
"You shouldn't feel too bad, we are still learning and adapting to... everything!"
"I personally think you were doing great."
to-serve-lust
This makes her knee bump against Sofia's leg, who wasn't expecting it, and makes a startled "eep!".
beneath-my-dignity
"Come on, out with it, what's wrong? It's not the first time you've seen me, I know that you watch me work sometimes."
beneath-my-dignity
Why? Why, with all the people she's worked for, she won't touch Sofia? What would be wrong?
She's the only person she actually trusts.
But... it would feel? ... wrong?
What would be wrong about sex?
She loves sex! She really does. Sometimes her customer is bad at it, but she always has fun except for... those times.
And she could have chosen a different profession - Hell, she could taken her savings, moved elsewhere and just find a different job.
But she doesn't want to, she genuinely enjoys it, especially with her regulars.
Then... what's wrong?
beneath-my-dignity
When she's having sex she's a goddess of lust and pleasure, perfect, knowing every detail, controlling every movement.
And it's a mask. A natural one, but a mask nonetheless, like the thousand masks she wears every day to survive in a country run by Hell.
Except...
beneath-my-dignity
Except she doesn't wear a mask with Sofia. And that's the crux, isn't it? She doesn't want to touch her...
Because Sofia is not a game, not a person she can be her goddess mask with.
Because for all that Cheliax thought her it's stupid, she cares about her.
And wants to protect her from... all the bad that comes with the fun, all the customers that are never returning.
All the times she faked an orgasm.
beneath-my-dignity
She's not in Cheliax.
She doesn't need to return there.
She can be here.
Safe.
She can be here. With the one person she cares about in the world.
love-to-the-world
"I love you", she doesn't say.
"I... care about you."
She's still crying. And for once in her life she doesn't try to hide it.
She puts her hand on Sofia's face.
comfort-conquers-all
"... Sana. Sofia." Cynthia quietly embraces the two of them, gently squeezing them against each other and against herself. "Let's all find joy and pleasure, together. Right?"
love-to-the-world
Sana does not reply. She stares at Sofia for a while.
Slips a hand behind her neck.
And kisses her.