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Early morning in his house was generally quiet and Ganymede loved those moments; he was standing at the kitchen window with his shirt undone and a mug of coffee in hand. Gyda was most likely asleep, and he needed something bitter to wash the taste of overwhelming sugar out of his mouth. To keep himself quiet he and his partner had used a ball gag, unfortunately made out of sugar. Ari--said partner--found a perverse enjoyment in the fact that it made him swallow every five seconds.

But still, it had been a good night. Ganymede was just watching the blue light of predawn change tint and shade to pink, and orange, soon to be white-red. Gyda would be getting ready for school and theoretically Ari would come down at some point for food, or to leave for work.

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