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Mingjue's hum of agreement was short, but thoughtful. He was warm and full and even though their discussions thus far that morning had been serious, he'd been well-exercised the night before and that sense of satisfaction had yet to leave him. With a considering look toward the door Xichen had fled through, he said, "I'd need to trust someone to receive also." He stroked A-Yao's side, amused by the squirming and trying not to let it show on his face. "Strange to think about. Not something I'd been curious about."

Then he snorted lightly. "When would I have had someone's mouth on me? Not before I got here, and you two have been my only real experience."