July 20: ReBoot: Bob/Dot

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Title: Untitled
Author: beckyh2112
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 234
Prompt: Bondage & heavy foodplay - following Season 4, Dot finally and gratefully relinquishes command
A/N: Late, sketchy, and somewhat lame.

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"Wait, wait. Dixon showed me a way to get clothes off without uploading it into your icon-"

"Dixon?" Dot asked, somewhat amused. Trust Bob to bring up an old flame at a time like this.

"Dixon Green." He grinned at her, chest swelling with pride. "She was my partner back when I was a cadet. She used this as an escape method, but I think I can..." He trailed off and unbuckled his belt, and then started to awkwardly squirm out of his bodysuit.

"Bob, you don't need to-"

"Don't worry, Dot, I know what I'm doing." More squirming, and he managed to work the collar down past his shoulders.

Okay, she could see what he was trying to do, but he needed to pull his arms out of his sleeves before he got hopelessly tangled. "Bob-"

"I can do this. Really."

She smiled fondly and shook her head. Oh, /Bob/. She picked up a several of the home-compiled raspberries from the bowl on the nightstand and popped them in her mouth.

In a few nanoseconds, he was tangled in his bodysuit with his sleeves halfway down his arms and trapped behind his back, and the main suit most of the way down his chest. "... Help?"

Dot smirked and sauntered over to him. A dribble of tart raspberry juice slipped out the corner of her mouth. "Maybe."

Bob eeped quietly.

End