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[Just stepping in and trying this since Terri stepped away for a moment.]

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"No," Chris managed to gasp and pushed away for a second. Or maybe just half-a-second, but Chris was still proud of himself for managing that while he was covered in hot, sexy, naked Bass-ness. "No, get a--oh, yeah, oh, do that again, yeah, yeah, then get a condom."

"Chris," Lance rumbled. "We've both been tested. You know you want--"

Chris is pretty sure he's seen this After School Special. Seen it, taped it, made his sisters watch a time or twenty. Still... Lance has a point, Chris does want it.

"Fine," Chris growls. He bites at Lance's lip, his jaw, his neck--Bass is so very hot and naked. "You better still love me after I lose my girlish figure."

Lance laughs. "Your what?"

"You think I'll look this good after carrying around your Bass ass-babies?"