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<p>But this relationship hadn&rsquo;t started with a crush. It hadn&rsquo;t started with infatuation or any sort of dating that ey could put eir finger on. It had just&hellip;started. Ey had realized one day that perhaps ey and May were already in a relationship and the fact had just never been acknowledged.</p>
<p>So ey asked, and she had said, &ldquo;Probably, do you think we are?&rdquo; and suddenly they were in a relationship.</p>
<p>Or had been for months. Whatever.</p>
<p>Ey had been, as he was now, sitting on one of the beanbags that had found their way scattered throughout the house. Or as close as one could get to sitting in the slumpy things.</p>
<p>Ey had been, as ey was now, sitting on one of the beanbags that had found their way scattered throughout the house. Or as close as one could get to sitting in the slumpy things.</p>
<p>She had been, as she was now, curled against eir side, with both of them working on their own things, ey on tidying up eir interviews and her on her mythologizing. Ey on a sheet of paper and lap desk with one of eir nice pens, her in her head, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming.</p>
<p>And ey had, as he did now, set aside eir paper and desk and pen to rest eir eyes and placed a kiss atop her head, right between her ears &mdash; a friendly gesture, one that had at first been too packed with meaning for em to return, but finally one that ey gave once, then twice, and eventually, more freely than that &mdash; and curled toward her, where she fit so nicely against em.</p>
<p>And ey had, as ey did now, set aside eir paper and desk and pen to rest eir eyes and placed a kiss atop her head, right between her ears &mdash; a friendly gesture, one that had at first been too packed with meaning for em to return, but finally one that ey gave once, then twice, and eventually, more freely than that &mdash; and curled toward her, where she fit so nicely against em.</p>
<p>They lay there for who knows how long, in silence and in comfort, while ey brushed eir fingers through the thick fur on the back of her neck.</p>
<p>Ey didn&rsquo;t know why ey did this then, and ey did not know why ey did it now. Something in the moment or in her closeness or within him simply required that ey gain some more of that closeness that May was so willing to provide. More than usual. Closer than usual.</p>
<p>Ey didn&rsquo;t know why ey did this then, and ey did not know why ey did it now. Something in the moment or in her closeness or within em simply required that ey gain some more of that closeness that May was so willing to provide. More than usual. Closer than usual.</p>
<p>&ldquo;May,&rdquo; ey said. Ey had said that then, too.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Mm?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;What does it feel like to have fur?&rdquo;</p>
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<p>Ey did.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Relax.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey did.</p>
<p>With the darkness, with the way ey sank into the beanbag, the intensity of the shared experience increased. Ey discovered the way that ey smelled through mephit senses, the way ey tasted against her tongue as she touched it to his chin again. Ey saw, through half-lidded eyes, the way that ey smiled, and then saw that smile grow even as the sight registered.</p>
<p>With the darkness, with the way ey sank into the beanbag, the intensity of the shared experience increased. Ey discovered the way that ey smelled through mephit senses, the way ey tasted against her tongue as she touched it to eir chin again. Ey saw, through half-lidded eyes, the way that ey smiled, and then saw that smile grow even as the sight registered.</p>
<p>And then even that vision was cut off, and in that shared moment, ey did not know who touched whom or how, for ey was no longer just Ioan, ey was Ioan and May, and she was no longer just May, she was May and Ioan, and whoever&rsquo;s fingers touched whoever&rsquo;s body did not matter, and who it was that found the best places to touch on whichever body was not the correct question to ask, and their breathing fell in time together, and when one of them felt pleasure, so to did the other, which meant that the first felt it in turn, and perhaps there was some sense of new relationship energy, for at that point, Ioan, if ey was still only Ioan, felt a love so hard and so fast that ey felt the need to cling to May, to hold her ever closer, to take her beneath eir tongue or vice versa, to dissolve together, and while technicalities promised that only sensoria were mingled in that moment, ey knew in eir marrow that May felt the same.</p>
<p>It was a long time before either of them moved, despite the occasional itch or tickle or cramp, and Ioan did not notice when May&rsquo;s side of the shared moment began to blur with sleep, for ey was already there with her.</p>
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