➹BEEPER

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"It had better be an emergency."
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Hey-

[He catches at the shirt tails and pulls her in again before she can turn away. The shirt's far too big. It's a novelty. A cute one.]

I don't understand what it's for.

[synanthrope]

[She looks at him, eyes a little bright]

I thought that would be obvious.

It's for hunting, Robert.

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[He doesn't leave go of the ends of her shirt, but glances at the door. It's unlocked since he came through.]

Don't tell me I should have read that one in a natural history book.

[synanthrope]

Isn't that the purpose of most camouflage?

[She looks at the door]

I don't think anyone else is coming in.

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I thought this was camouflage already.

[Under the shirt, his hands move to her hips.]

[synanthrope]

[She puts her hands on his shoulders, eyes bright]

This is my body, too. People know me like this.

No one really knows Thomas.

I'm not wearing underwear, Robert.

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[He laughs, softly, curling his fingers against her skin.]

You don't think I'm that unobservant.

[synanthrope]

You're more observant than people realize.

[She pulls him back to sit on the desk]

What gave me away?

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[Now he doesnt mind pressing in close.]

A few things. You looked like your own relative. I'm not sure you'd leave me alone in your office. And at close enough quarters, you can always smell what the aftershave is covering.

[More than that of course. Little things adding up, the way she moves and the way he did. Their eyes. But the aftershave sold it.]

[synanthrope]

Things I doubt anyone else would notice.

[She pulls him closer, to bracket him in with her legs]

You never thought there might be another spider?

[intheblanks]

Yes. But if there was, it wanted to eat me.

[He holds up one arm to show the cufflinks laced in his sleeve.]

And I'd have been warned.

[synanthrope]

I always like to eat you.

Just, never for dinner.

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[He holds eye contact a second before dipping his head to laugh.]

Should I run if I see him again?

[synanthrope]

No. Just know that I'm probably hungry, so it would be best not to follow.

[Plausible deniability.]

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You're hungry now.

[It's phrased as a question, though Chase is unfastening buttons on that oversized shirt.]

Is that the only thing you take him out for?

[synanthrope]

[Her skin is smooth, there's no usual dangle of necklaces around her neck]

Or if I have to lose a tail.

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Can you grow one of those, too?

[He kisses his grin away against the corner of her mouth, then pulls back a little, really looking at her.]

[synanthrope]

No. I have an opisthosoma.

[She doesn't tilt her head, but her eyes close to take that kiss, like she's savoring it]

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A joke.

[a needless, warm murmur. And then,]

Smartarse.

[He adds, a little more contemplative, and with his hands running down her sides,]

It didn't bother me that much, once I knew.

[synanthrope]

Good. It's not something I can change.

I don't expect you to have sex with me like that, either.

[Bluntly]

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[He swallows.]

That would be a step up from not bothering me.

[although, come on.]

You never have?

[synanthrope]

I didn't say that.

I just said I wouldn't with you. You're not interested in men.

[intheblanks]

No.

[But look, he gets a little one track sometimes. And if he's addressing most of his conversation to her chest it's because it's reassuring.]

So you have? With other men?

[synanthrope]

Yes. And women.

[She seems unbothered, but then that shouldn't be a surprise.]

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[Probably not, but somehow.]

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