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    There was a ghostly sort of caress at the joint where the flesh of his thigh met the rest of his mechanical leg, along the seam. Unlike a physical touch, it didn’t burn him nearly as badly as the fires of Mustafar had, but instead it felt vaguely pleasant, cooling and soothing all at once. It felt like someone massaging the edges of his skin, or perhaps gripping him at the thighs like someone was about to spread his legs—like someone still wanted to do that.
    Well, one person did, Vader thought with an equal amount of pleasure and confliction. He lowered his mental shields—he kept them up by habit, despite being only rarely in the presence of anyone who could read his mind—only so that he could project his thoughts into the Force like so many words.
    Filthy old man.

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