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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.






How is Babby formed?
HOW TO TURN OFF CAPSLOCK.
CAN I FUCK IT: A BASIC PSA.

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[synanthrope]

[Her smile is just this side of cruel]

I knew you were smart.

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[intheblanks]

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?'

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[synanthrope]

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.

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[intheblanks]

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.

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[synanthrope]

Under the bed, Robert.

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

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[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?

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[synanthrope]

No. That one Wyatt showed me.

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[intheblanks]

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

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[synanthrope]

Did you meet him?

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[intheblanks]

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?

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[synanthrope]

[She kisses him on the temple]

He's my brother.

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

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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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[synanthrope]

No. He showed me spider porn.

[Pause.]

It was a joke.

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[He looks up at her, biting down the corners of his mouth.]

Well, that's less disturbing than I thought.

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[synanthrope]

I'm not so depraved that I would have sex with my brother.

And I tie better knots than he ever could.

Good fingers.

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[intheblanks]

I didn't mean sex. Hadn't gotten that far in the mental image bank.

[He twines a hand with hers - good fingers indeed - and winces.]

Now I'm glad I've never met him.

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[synanthrope]

[She just looks amused, pleased.]

Don't you have work, or are you going to spend your day watching the Network for more awkward questions about animal sex?

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[intheblanks]

It is becoming a specialist area. [Go on, tell him spiders aren't animals.]

Night shift.

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[synanthrope]

You could treat boys stupid enough to let a dog fuck them.

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[intheblanks]

If that weren't a slight exaggeration of the issue, I'd probably have to.

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[synanthrope]

Werewolves, dogs, at least they're not asking about cats.

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[intheblanks]

[The wince is obligatory.]

Barbed.

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[synanthrope]

Yes.

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[intheblanks]

[At least they're on the same page, even if it's one more image he could do without.]

There aren't many species where the man doesn't expect his partner to try and escape halfway through.

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[synanthrope]

[She considers that]

Would you try and run from me?