"Yeah." Phoenix sauntered out of the shower room, trailing cleansing fluid as she replaced her armor and walked out of his quarters. Springer sighed and grabbed a cleaning rag, wiping off the liquid as his thoughts turned to other matters, not seeing the smear of lubricant on the wall from where the femme's interface rubbed against, the only reminder that a forbidden encounter took place....
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