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"Are you awake?" Garrus asked, leaning over onto his side and staring at Ammit’s back. He felt sticky from the sheets and she appeared to be asleep, he wasn’t yet ready to go to bed, he wasn’t tired and he wanted more.
No, she'd been far from being asleep. If anything the Goddess was reveling in the night spent, flesh still rolling with heat from things transpired. Skin of her back meeting the sheets, head in his direction and eyes of a forest green on azure ones. "Very much so."














