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[airshow]

Even what? Throbbing? Turgid? Erect?

[socialactivillain]

[ He leans back against the headboard, covering his face with a pillow and groaning loudly. ]

[airshow]

[ James throws himself onto the bed, cackling. ]

I thought you were too good for this stuff!

[socialactivillain]

Just because I didn't want to read three dozen pages of you getting pegged by Kate Mulgrew.

[airshow]

That was a subplot! Give me some credit for nuance, Piper.

[socialactivillain]

I will not.

[ Francisco climbs onto James and puts his butt in his face, as is the tradition of small mammals and their humans. ]

[airshow]

'sup, Cisquito.

[ Gentle butt scratch as he relocates him to somewhere less faceward. Lap. Sounds good. ]

So you won't read my spicy holodeck fantasies but you'll read whatever the hell this is? Some friend you are. Better be good. Should I read it out loud?

[socialactivillain]

I would really appreciate it if you didn't.

[ His face is still mostly under the pillow, though he has been peeking out from under it since that dig about James' self insert Star Trek fanfic. ]

[airshow]

You're so cute when you're totally humiliated.

[ James pulls out his phone, humming the Masterpiece Theater music as he pulls up the link again. ]

"A Memory, Returned by ClementineDreams." What, like the orange? "Mature Audiences—" Nice, nice, we're all mature dudes here, "M/M," I assume that's man-on-man, nice, "Irvin Grant/Gregory Martin. Imports, espionage, sequel, NSFW, established relationship, post-war."

The hell's N-S-F-W? Making me feel old here with all these code words.

[socialactivillain]

[ He groans and pulls the pillow back up over his eyes. ]

"Not safe for work".

[airshow]

Man, they used to call those lemons back on the newsgroups. Millennials.

[socialactivillain]

Lemons? How is that less confusing?

[airshow]

There was a whole citrus-based— you know what, not important.

"Irvin returns from being ported out again with new memories of home, and it changes how he sees Gregory. In the aftermath of the end of the war, can they finally express their love?" Oh man, I bet they totally can.

[socialactivillain]

James, I'm giving you fair warning. If you keep going, I am going to kick you in the face. And you've been warned, so you can't complain if it breaks your nose.

[airshow]

[ FRENZIED SCROLLING ]

Sorry, can't hear you, trying to find the erotica.

[socialactivillain]

[ He grabs a box of Francisco's raisins from where he'd set them on his nightstand earlier and flings it at James' head, where it promptly explodes into a shower of dehydrated grapes.

The chinchilla is delighted. ]

[airshow]

[ He is only momentarily deterred, and Piper should be very alarmed by the suddenly much wider grin on his face. ]

Oh, hey, this looks like dick touching! Now we're getting somewhere.

[socialactivillain]

[ Piper kicks the phone out of his hand. ]

[airshow]

Hey hey hey hey! Buddy!

[ He scrambles back toward the foot of the bed to avoid any followup kicks. ]

[socialactivillain]

Careful! You're going to squish Francisco.

[ Francisco is still going apeshit over the number of raisins all over the bed. ]

[airshow]

He's too fat to get squished.

[ James folds his arms petulantly. ]

Doesn't even wanna listen to my dramatic readings...

[socialactivillain]

I didn't want to send you the link in the first place!

[airshow]

Fine, so who are you sending sexy sex stories to?

[ NOT LIKE HE CARES ]

[socialactivillain]

—Saying it like that makes it sound much weirder than it actually is.

[airshow]

Tell me about the non-weird way to send your buddies porno.