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They never fucked in a bedroom.
Once—and only once, since Pantalone dreads the thought of getting more than his lungs transplanted—they did it on the table of the boardroom, after the end of a Harbinger meeting. One agent witnessed the event. One very clever and practical agent, who quickly climbed the organization’s ladder and landed himself a cushy position as a Fatui ambassador in Fontaine.
It always happens in the laboratory. Surrounded by cool iron; iron around them, against their backs, in the stuffy air of their shared breaths. The examination table became a promise of both excruciating pain and the sensation that is very much the opposite of that. Whenever Pantalone finds himself in the room, he never knows on which end of the scale he’ll end up.
A gambler he is, the thought always excited him.