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[devoutish]

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[bywolves]

Well, thank Mar that your dick powered through the depression, Alfie. What would we do if it hadn't.

[devoutish]

[And now it's Alfie's turn to laugh, pressing his face into Royce's shoulder.]

You've got a shade of that ridiculousness yourself, mate.

[bywolves]

And whose fault is that, I wonder.

[devoutish]

Mine. Yeah, it's definitely mine.

[He hmmms.]

Are you still sleeping with Renart, as well?

[bywolves]

[ He only just barely avoids spluttering. ] I - yes. Sometimes. Occasionally, but - not recently, she's been... why?

[devoutish]

Only curious. Should I not have asked?

[bywolves]

No, it's fine. You can ask, I was just... surprised.

[devoutish]

I don't wanna embarrass you or make you uncomfortable, that's all.

[bywolves]

It's fine, and I'm fine. [ Royce reassures, flopping back. ] It's been a while with her, because she's been fighting with Monty and dealing with Bucky.

[devoutish]

Are she and Bucky, then--?

[bywolves]

Yes, and no. I'm sure she'd like to, but I doubt Bucky is the type of person to want to sleep with someone randomly. He also is not a fan of Monty.

[devoutish]

John told me he thinks she's in love with Bucky.

[bywolves]

Yeah. I wouldn't be surprised. I don't know why, but I suppose you can't control falling in love with someone.

[devoutish]

I'm surprised. She and Monty were together for a very long time, yeah?

[He'd thought of them as basically married, forever how much they slept with other people.]

[bywolves]

I think so. Things... happened. [ A beat. He frowns. ] I've been encouraging them to talk to each other so they don't end up doing something monumentally stupid.

[devoutish]

Think it'll work?

[bywolves]

Maybe. I don't know how much sway I have over either of them.

[devoutish]

Well, they both care about you very much, don't they.

[bywolves]

I suppose so. [ He sprawls back on the bed, closing his eyes. ] I don't think I can deny that, by now.

[devoutish]

Mmmm.

[There's another question on Alfie's mind, though.]

Do you...

[He trails off.]

[bywolves]

Do I what?

[devoutish]

Do you miss women? Being with women?

[bywolves]

[ A bit of a splutter, and then: ] What -- you mean as in...

[ Red cheeks. ] I don't know? What's that supposed to mean?

[devoutish]

You don't have to answer.

[bywolves]

I don't. [ Royce says, flustered. ] If it were only women and not men, I wouldn't miss that either. I don't understand the point of your question.