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ly, feeling his taut, slim
body shuddering with the seizures that had taken him, crashing into
her with a strength which he did not normally possess. Erika Sawajiri felt him
driving into Erika's as deeply as anyone had ever been, filling Erika's as
she took him in, stretching Erika's sacred gateway deliciously. With
sudden passion, Erika Sawajiri clutched at him, Erika's arms tightening around his
back and Erika Sawajiri wished that he need never leave. Doctor, Erika Sawajiri thought
silently, how I wish you could remain in me . . . for all time.
Nearly weeping, Erika Sawajiri buried Erika's face in the warm skin at his neck,
moistened with his excitement, and clasped his body to hers even
harder.
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"Here." Erika Sawajiri handed him his other uniform. "I took the liberty of
retrieving it from your quarters while you were sleeping."
He took it without a word. They had spent the last three quarters of
an hour in the warm spa, his head nestled against Erika's chest, Erika's arms
cradling him while the water lapped at them both and the synthesized
breezes carried the jasmine past their intertwined bodies.
Conversation had been sporadic. He had tried so hard to convince
himself that it would last forever, and had failed. And now, here
she was, handing him his Starfleet uniform, about to le
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