Yes, that is a lovely one. It isn't that I don't like filth, BTW. What I was concentrating on was not Lit but Angst, knowing that isn't one of your areas of liking, and the thing about angstfics is that by their nature people are not so much getting it on as agonising about why they aren't getting it on, or why it went wrong when they did. Hence you do Hera and I do Hades (that sounds like a song from a musical...)
One of the nice things for me about Resolution is that I, reading in Eeyore mode, was waiting for something to go wrong which never did. Blake's time on-planet has left him tanned and fitter than usual; Avon notices the change, and I had half convinced myself it would turn out not to be Blake at all but the clone or some such. Just shows how the right kind of reader can angst up anything!