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two sizes larger than the one Zaron originally designed, and
found large dishes. The only problem was the cat tree. Once Tarin
saw what one looked like, he quickly sketched a sturdier, more
interesting design.
    “This will be delivered in a quarter-tine
from the fabrication center. There are Warriors on duty at the
center all cycle long.”
    “Sort of like a twenty-four tine
Walmart.”
    “Walmart?”
    “A grocery and dry goods store open every
rising, twenty-four tines. It only closes one day a year.”
    “Yes, like the fabricator shop. Every
Warrior, including the Elder Council, does duty at the fabricator
shop. Lucky for us, I did my duty two phases ago and our names
won’t come up for quite a while.” Tarin chuckled. “Many a bond
began at the fabricator shop. They always schedule WarriorPairs
together, but the unbonded get switched around so they have a
chance to meet other unbonded Warriors.”
    ::Can we have some Asta while we wait?::
    ::Of course, my fox. We have glasses in
the kitchen and the Asta is in the library where we spent this
afternoon.:: Tarin’s eyes flashed.
    ::Will it bother you to move away from
Soarer’s Nest? This has been your home for so long.::
    ::No, not at all. This hasn’t been a home
since Nezier died. And for us I want something new with no memories
for either of us.::
    ::Can we keep the leather sofa?:: Sam
had a sparkle in his eye.
    ::Yes, as a matter of fact, that’s new and
it’s made, not fabricated. I wanted one place to sit without
memories. The same for the bed. I’m the only Warrior that has slept
there.::
    “And now Midnight. There is the door. Our cat
tree is here.” It took both men to carry the tree inside. They put
it in the library so Midnight could be with them in the evenings
until they moved to the Duchy.
    Midnight came out of the slumber chamber,
stretching. ::Is that my cat tree?::
    ::Yes, it just arrived.::
    ::I have superior persons. This is indeed a
fitting cat tree for a cat my size. Thank you. I also spy a bed. If
you will move that into the slumber chamber, I’ll sleep after I
patrol the house and garden for bancs.::
    ::We’ll probably be asleep when you come
home, so good moontine to you.::
    ::And to you, my persons.::
    The door opened and Midnight went outside on
patrol.
    “Come, my fox, let’s make love.” Tarin
grabbed Sam’s hand and led him into the slumber chamber.
    The room was done in reds and navy blue. “We
can save the navy for the Duchy, the red furnishings and linens are
handmade and can be bartered for fresh meat and vegetables.”
    They took off their flightsuits and tumbled
into the bed.
    Tarin took Sam’s face in his hand and began
to suck on his lips. He moved his mouth to the fleshy area between
Sam’s shoulder and his neck and sucked up a mark. ::You wear my
mark this moontine and in the rising we’ll have our
rings.::
    Sam put his hand between them and palmed
Tarin’s shaft. His hand came away wet with slick. “We need to put
down a towel.”
    “Yes, slick increases in direct proportion to
desire.” Tarin got up and retrieved a towel from the bathing
chamber and laid it on the bed.
    ::Come here, my love. My bed has been empty
for too long. Lay on top of me. I want to rub against your
cock.::
    Sam lay on top of Tarin and began to kiss
Tarin’s face. Tarin had a light end-of-the-day scruff on his face,
which he rubbed against Sam’s chin. Sam groaned in heat. Tarin took
Sam’s hands and placed them over his head. Sam obliged.
    Tarin ran his hands over Sam’s body again and
again, sensitizing the skin so that each caress made Sam shake with
desire.
    ::I love the feel of your naked skin. Your
body is that of a hardened Warrior. Like our Elders, you were a
Warrior before you went into governance.::
    ::I admit I identify with your Warrior
culture with clear rules and punishment applied equally. The fact
that the government doesn’t need to tax its citizens is
unbelievable.::
    ::Once the fabricator was invented, all