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    The problem, this time, was that they were already beating the shit out of each other, so punching or booting or jabbing her wouldn't fix it, and punching or booting or jabbing Ianthe was Kiriona's solution to pretty much every unwanted emotion these days. She was stuck between a rock and a hideous slimy hag. There was no other option. So Kiriona couldn't really be blamed - he who judges yada yada yada - for pressing a hand flat against the Saint's stomach, and catching her parted lower lip between her own teeth.

    Kiriona may have kissed her.

    The problem with kissing someone you were duelling a minute before is that you are both incredibly sweaty and you are already panting into each other’s mouths in 0.5 seconds, and things get intense quickly, okay?

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    Sometime between the end of Harrow the Ninth and the beginning of Nona the Ninth, the pent up Tower Princes are stuck with each other on a spaceship. Kiriona commits sexy knife crimes. That's it that's the fic.

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