There are still two men in Kathy's life.

A podfic of "Pack Mentality"

Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do.

The love of Sander's life still manages to surprise him.

“Where’s Shizun?” He can’t help but ask aloud, hoping that just by saying his name he’ll appear and explain what the hell is going on.

One of the many women stirs, rubbing at her eyes before blinking them open to look at him. Luo Binghe immediately shuts his eyes.

Mary’s usual expression of placid calm slipped for a moment before she responded with a twinkle in her eye. “I could possess advanced technology from an alien planet.”

It was her own damn poor luck to be in love with both of them. (The three work a job, deny their feelings, and get kidnapped. In that order.)

His secrets were collateral. They were a contract, a promise that he would not go back on his word. Her flesh, his soul: when she knew things that not even the King knew, things that could ruin him, they became equal.

Diarmuid and the mute make a bed in the wilderness.

Young Feyd is accustomed to being wanted. Piter is profoundly uninterested.

Kisse he me with the cos of his mouth.
For thi tetis ben betere than wyn, and yyuen odour with beste oynementis.
 

Richard and Anne make out in the bath.