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[intheblanks]

"It had better be an emergency."
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[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]

[intheblanks]

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]

[intheblanks]

[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.]

[intheblanks]

[Probably not, but somehow.]

Recently?

[synanthrope]

No, not recently.

[She has to think about it.]

I haven't had sex as Thomas in about a year. As for sex with a woman, the last time I did that was about six months ago.

[intheblanks]

[It does make the tiny part of his mind capable of dealing with these things sigh with relief at having less to cope with. It also implies something.]

As a woman's better.

[synanthrope]

Well, it usually depends on the partner.

But yes.

[Well. It is.]

[intheblanks]

[There's just a little, interested quirk to his expression, for a moment. And then he pulls her closer, pulls her against him.]

How hungry?

[synanthrope]

Not so hungry.

[She tugs him closer]

I don't feel like getting dressed, anyway.

[intheblanks]

[His hands go to his belt. Short work.]

No? I thought two wardrobes would have been your favourite perk.

[synanthrope]

Oh, I do like that part.

I love sartorial choices.

[She wraps her legs around his waist]

But I don't like the shoes as much.

[intheblanks]

Probably the main reason I've never swung that way.

[He agrees, and then he's, like her, left in his shirtsleeves and tie, and not much else, and he leans in to interrupt the conversation. If she goes out, later, perhaps he'll watch her shift, curious, although without the mistletoe he's less likely to embrace her disguise in qute such a literal way.]

[synanthrope]

[She reaches for his tie, slipping the knot apart and then tugging it away as she kisses him back, and pushes him back to look at him]

If you ever turn into a woman, I'll show you how to multiple orgasm.

[The height of romance, right here.]