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[soldieringlife]

Prior had pushed his bed into a corner because being enclosed made him feel safer. Towers' ghost hadn't returned, but he still felt a little shiver every time he entered the room. His uniform, which he had run through the laundry several times, was folded neatly on a chair. "It's not bloody anymore," he remarked, nodding at it, "but I don't

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[flowers_on_skin]

"I think that you'd look better without it anyway," she said, with a smile, pushing short hair out of her face. "We don't really have to do this, you know. You're not a dare to screw the pregnant girl."

[soldieringlife]

"If you don't want to, you can leave. I can't say I won't be disappointed, though." Prior smiled and shrugged.

[flowers_on_skin]

"I'll stay," she said, perching on the edge of his bed. "I was just giving you a get out of jail free card."

She tilted her face up to look at him, smiling sweetly, though there was a wicked look in her eye.

[soldieringlife]

"I wasn't aware that jails nowadays included sex with extremely attractive women," Prior said, sitting down next to her on the bed. "I'd get myself sent to jail on purpose, if that were the case."

He leaned in and kissed her again, more lingeringly this time. God, it had been a long time.