Her Own Reflection, Her Own Pleasure

Your people and mine are related somewhat. Porn  
“Wait, you said WE are mostly immune. It happened after the appearance of a godling disguised as a human. It appears we were in time.  
Ambrose helped Thomas up then hugged him close whispering in his ear. We need to go in and discover why.” Ambrose started to tell Timora that they would be back soon when he spotted something around her neck. I need all of you to help hold him down.”
 
Drawing four units of plasma Ambrose injected it into the fevered man’s arm.  
Searching through his memories Ambrose concentrated on Timora. Cousin? “I can see where she might think that. You said your father is a great healer? “I really hate being in here.”
 
“No more than I my friend.” Ambrose said with a smile.