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[creator_raven]

Raven is settled in an armchair by the fire, legs sprawling over one arm, head tilted back across the other.

It's better than stretching, in some ways.

He's holding a plate of cookies on his belly, and occasionally eats one.

The rest of the time he hums, fingers picking absently at the unravelling sleeve of his coat.

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[creator_raven]

Raven laughs.

"This, I think, would explain much."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker sipped his beer, offered over a cookie. "How?"

[creator_raven]

"I do not have biology."

This means sex is right out.

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker laughs. "Yeah, a lot is explained, then."

[creator_raven]

Raven grins.

"Is it not?"

It's really terribly convenient.

Sometimes.

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Don't you miss it, though? Sex?" Parker's interested.

and not at all because rayray is his OTP, his soulmate, the light of his life and the fire of his loins.

[creator_raven]

Raven blinks.

"It would require having it first, yes?"

This might be one of the things Raven doesn't remember.

Don't hold your breath.

[ooc: Okay, that last bit was totally unfair. *dies laughing*]

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"You never did?" Parker asks. The idea of never even having genitals puzzles him.

[creator_raven]

Oh, Raven has a penis.

It just doesn't work.

He has never minded.

"It is not a thing that bothers me, perhaps."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps?" Parker smirks. "You don't know if no sex does or doesn't bother you?"

[creator_raven]

"It is more a question of caring, I think."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker raises his eyebrow. "I think that you've just never had it, don't know how great it can be."

He stares at Raven, gives up with a sigh and shoves over the plate. "Have a fucking cookie, Raven."