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house m.d. - robert chase

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Remember kids, Doctor Google's only your friend if you don't happen to know a real one. And if you don't happen to know a real one - hi, I'm Doctor Chase. I can use the anatomically correct names for your more interesting body parts without blushing, and tell you what it's safe to do with them.

Embarrassing curse today, huh. Sure glad I'm not caught up in it.

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Bunyips. Yowies. Drop bears eat them.

[He doesn't make this process at all difficult for her, wrapping his arms around to keep her in place.]

Your country is strange.

[She leans down to kiss him and nip at his mouth]

Did Mae invite you to a threesome?

It's the closest thing to an alien environment the planet's got, evolutionarily speaking.

[And this seems to be a matter of Australian pride, though the words get a little muffled against her lips.

He tilts his head back against the mattress enough to blink up at her a moment later, though. Very serious.]

With her and a poodle dressed as a pumpkin. I can't say it wasn't tempting.

It explains so much about the men I know from there.

[A pause-]

Oh. I thought it was with Stiles.

[He's not bothered that she's followed his conversation. After all, he follows hers when he can.]

No, that was my original question. The theme evolved.

I don't think that Stiles could handle a threesome.

I suspect he couldn't handle regular sex.

I think he might have helped himself by starting with a partner he's not half terrified of.

[And you know, maybe someone within a decade of his own age, who communicated in full sentences, but there's no accounting for taste.]

Maybe I could convince him to go after Mae.

[It's a consideration. But also a sign she's bored if she's setting up teenagers.]

[Tch, Saya.]

Don't screw with him. He does a good enough job messing with his own head.

What will you give me if I don't?

[Protip: she doesn't need much.]

What do you want that you think requires a bargaining chip?

[If there's something specific, she's not usually backward about asking.]

Can I tie you up? Next time?

[In the gap of a breath before he speaks, the darkening of Chase's pupils has already answered the question for him. He clears his throat.]

There were around three seconds just now where I was going to ask what with.

[And, just in case she actually needs it, he nods slowly.]

[Her smile is just this side of cruel]

I knew you were smart.

Smart? [That look shouldn't make him smirk, should it. It would make other people quail.] You should see the websearch results you get from 'are spiders into bondage?'

There's a pornographic movie where a man receives oral sex from a woman with a spider head. Rest assured my mouth is not shaped for that. If we tried it you would lose everything.

I've seen the shape of your mouth. [Because unlike the teenagers of the city he's grown up enough to ask when he's curious.] Though apparently not your dirty movie collection.

Under the bed, Robert.

[Actually she doesn't have much of one. Why bother, when she wanted release, she went out and got it.]

[He raises his eyebrows in acknowledgement. Truth is he doesn't own much, either. Something about watching porn feels weirdly non-consensual. There's nothing about it that compares to the warmth of her weight on top of him as he reaches out to catch her hands.]

And is it? A spider thing?

No. That one Wyatt showed me.

Oh. [He pauses.] Thank you, Wyatt.

Did you meet him?

Here? No. He's been here?

[There's the small matter of not knowing who he is, of course, but say he got her interested in bondage and there are certain assumptions made.]

...Is he an ex?

[She kisses him on the temple]

He's my brother.

And I don't know. My siblings come and go in annoying waves.

He's your brother and he showed you how to tie him up.

[Try as he might to keep the dubious tone from his voice - well.]

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