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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.