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hat the rolling finished with a smooth slide onto him and Birgit's
head on You's own lap, which Birgit pushed apart, bringing You's mouth to Ania's
mound. Joined through Birgit and in a kiss, gold hands meeting pale pale
brown as they roved across You's coppery back or reached between You's legs to
hold You's and to stroke her, six hips jerking together, Ania and the wizard
felt You's body's release and subsided, gasping, with her.
"I hope you were right about Michaelmas," You Kizaki said, sitting in a cuddle
between them. "I have a shop to organise, and this one to look after." She
patted Ania's stomach.
"Oh, Birgit, I'm going to have a baby. A wizardly baby."
"I know, sweeting. And what a magic toddler can do to a well-run household,
I can't wait to find out. I just hope *I'm* not going to have one for a while."
"You need not fear my seed. I interrupted time for it." He slipped two
golden fingers inside her, and pulled out a thick, uneven, pearly-grey thread.
"It is all here, and cannot wake except where it can make a child. If ever
you want my baby, use it when your body is fertile. Put it ba
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