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Lee coughs loudly. "FLAVORED ONES?! Why would you need flav--"

He freezes.

"--oh."

"I don't think you're ready for that step yet, Lee. We'll try that next time." John flusters when he realizes what he's said. "Not on each other! On someone else but not each other. We are not gay!"

Lee starts getting all academic about it, omg, "but if you really loved someone, wouldn't you want to taste them and not some cheap imitation cherry flavor?"

"But what if they taste bad? Skin can taste pretty bad, you know."

Well, a shower before hand could help...

"God, one would hope."

Parker chortles. "Variety is the spice of life, Adama. And there's breath mints, and orange juice, and..."

_[[*dying*]]

"That's just...wrong." Lee shakes his head trying to stop all the frakkin' images in his brain.

"Don't listen to her, Lee. She eats babies, remember."

"Yes, don't listen to her, Lee. She's a *girrrrrl*. What would *she* know about sex?" Parker mocks.

Lee realizes something. "Parker. Oh my gods. Um... if there was three things you want in a sex partner during the act -- what would they be?!"

Parker can't believe he asked. But she's not about to pass this opportunity up.

"Stamina. Flexibility. Ability to take direction."

Lee writes them all down on a wee piece of paper.

Parker leans forward. "And having a great body doesn't hurt."

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"If it's fun and it feels good, and no one says 'no', how can it be wrong?" Parker asks, fairly reasonably. Still grinning, though.

Lee worries that his hypothetical lady friend would want a flavored condom.

Parker *smiles*. Evilly. With dark red lipstick.

Lee stares at her lips and coughs.

[ooc: *dies*. I love you two. Seriously.]

[OOC: We luvvv you too!]

[ooc: Aww - c'mere you big lug!]

[ooc: group hugs yay!]

[ooc: You - you're the guy! I love you man!

BTW this reminds me I have a vague plotty idea for you. Check your email in a bit.]

[ooc: I can feel the love. It warms me. *g* I return that love to you, man!

Sweet! Will do!]

[ooc: Sent!]