Shirt...where had the shirts gone? She looked up first. Lots of stuff had gone up. Sometimes it never came back down. Then to the floor by the bed. There it was.

She rolled toward the edge to grab it and present it with a big smile. His face wasn't so red anymore, so that had to be good. "We could trade! I could pose for you and you could help me with magic."

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He smiled and put it on. "That sounds like a great idea. What kind of help would be useful?"

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Her shirt was... somewhere. She wasn't worried about it or covering up. It was just skin. Her time at the Defenders compound was showing. As the least of them physically she'd grown used to being overlooked.

In response to his question, she began tracing symbols in the air. "More sex if you're not mortified. Clea was right, it really does make it easier to cast magic. I could probably take on most of a zombie horde right now."

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"Well... we'll figure that out eventually." A pause. "Wasn't it awkward to talk to her about sex? I mean, she's practically your mom."

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"She and Dr. Strange used to disappear for hours when he visited. I didn't realize what was going on until I walked in on them one day." Marlow laughed. "He'd just taught me a blast spell and I used it on him! I guess lots of kids walk in on their parents."

"Clea just told me straight out. She always did. What I don't know might kill me someday, so she told me always told me everything about everything."

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He laughs, smiling sheepishly again.

"Yeah, I guess it makes sense to be straightforward."

Pause. Not meeting her eyes. "So... you really did have fun?"

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"I really did have fun." Marlow sat up to give him a kiss. "You have a good touch feel."

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He kissed her, a rather dorky-looking grin on his face when he opened his eyes again. "Well, I'm glad. You feel incredible."

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