s: mira x saxa

trapped in this underworld we dance (mira/saxa)

Mira finds her eyes hopelessly drawn to the gleaming muscle in Saxa’s stomach, the curve of her breasts, the proud jut of her chin, just as she had the first time she laid eyes on her, back when she was still a lowly recruit, dirty and snarling with anger.
Saxa is a gladiatrix at the ludus and Mira has wanted her since first glance.

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