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Kinkmeme the Second! (Courtesy the Bee Embuzzy)

We have collected fantazztic lore from the Hand'zz and the Monk'zz pozzzzezzzzionzz! It dezzcribezz the mozzt wondrouzz actzz of contortion and romance. We wish to experience more of thizz for our cultural zztudiezz that we may better azzzzizzt the Lamb!

The Bee Embuzzy implorezz you for your help. Pleazze help uzz to learn of the many wayzz of pleazzure and pazzzzion that we may better zzerve!

We welcome all other lore of zzimple romance, too. Thezze are mozzt foreign conceptzz to beezz! Perhapzz if you leave a note (zzigned or not) of a particular act, otherzz may be able to explain more.

Thank you for your help!

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Bertie/Ienzo
Being cocked blocked by terrier sized bees is a thing neither thought would happen, yet here they are.

They were trying to be helpful. Bertie tried very hard to remember the bee were trying to be helpful, but when he was standing with Ienzo, naked from the waist up, stroking the other man's back and beginning to press kisses up his neck, he really, really did not need a large, black and yellow sign with the words 'BEE ZZAFE' held up from behind the Chesterfield for his consideration and benefit. It left him pulling away from Ienzo and suggesting they finish this round of... chest comparisons for the evening. Ienzo seemed a little confused and the bees lowered their sign looking saddened. They obviously hadn't gotten the message right. The Lamb was being safe by stopping, of course, but they needed to consult the Monk's and Hand's literature again.

Bertie again made the concerted effort to remember that his consorts were simple things that didn't understand much about humans when he was taking tea with Ienzo one evening. Ienzo was seated on the Chesterfield and Bertie in one of the armchairs. Bertie started to rise to go join the other man when another sign was held up just above Ienzo's head. 'BEE A WILD ANIMAL IN CARNAL PAZZZZION.' Bertie sat right back down, coloring out to his ears and wishing he could sink into the floorboards. Ienzo raised a brow at this behavior and asked if he was all right. Bertie said he needed some fresh air. Immediately. In fact, he might like to sleep outside. Ienzo suggested that might be cold. Bertie said that would be just perfect. The bees conferred, perplexed by this latest turn. Perhaps they had consulted the wrong lore.

The third time, it was rather a lot harder to remember the bees were trying to help.

"Bertie, why is one of your consorts holding up a diagram of anal intercourse?" Ienzo asked, staring at the sign he had a very good view of from his position next to Bertie in the writing room. Bertie was seated at the typewriter, Ienzo had kissed him on the back of the neck, and they'd both looked over when they heard buzzing shortly after.

"Would you set me on fire, love?" Bertie returned, an edge of pleading in his voice as he stared down at his desk, head in hands.

"I prefer you 'burn with passion,' as the sign your other consort is now indicating, metaphorically."

"Oh, God..."

"Bertie, how long have they been making signs?"

Bertie could only moan softly into his hands.

"I think we might want to tell them it's inappropriate to suggest you... 'make me scream your name until I find my bliss.'"

Bertie just continued to cover his face as Ienzo shooed the bees out and confiscated their stock of signs. He burned the majority, but he kept the one with the diagram only for reference.

BEES, MY GOD

BEES 8D

obviously the BEE ZZAFE one came from one of the literatures that actually advocated safe sex :3

(or possibly the bees talked with nemo)

possibly they obtained a piece of fantastic lore from nemo on the matter. they need to obtain the items mentioned in the lore. the condoms. not having these must be why the lamb did not understand their first sign.