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"Julian, would you please stop squirming!?" Another squirm made the covers rustle. "I'm sorry, but I've got an itch I can't reach." Turning over and facing his bed partner, Garak asked: "Then why don't you ask me, instead of preventing us both from sleeping?" Julian shrugged in the dark. "I don't know. I guess I'm just not used to having anyone around willing to scratch my back." Garak's voice took on a tender aspect. "Well, there's more to a relationship than sex, you know." "I know, but- ooooohhhhhh.... right there..." Garak smiled in the dark and scratched his lover's back.