Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
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Anatomy

I was reclining nude on the bed, postcoital and happy, and docorion traced the muscles in my stomach with his fingers. "You'd make a great surface anatomy model," he said.

"Would I?"

"Yes. Everything is very clear. The good part about you being so skinny." And he traced muscles and named them. Traced bones and named them. "...are you getting bored?"

"No! Please, keep going."

He showed me where a subclavian line would go and why and told me what you'd do with it. Pointed out things on me you wouldn't see on most people. Just talked for about an hour, fingers skating over my body, naming parts of me.

I could do this for hours, for years.
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