Y'ALL ARE LIVING IN A PRE-POST-PANTS MINDSET AND IT SHOWS. #CAPELYFE
OMICRONIAN SEX IS UNLIKE HUMAN SEX. BEFORE WE SOUL-BOND WITH OUR LIFE MATES, WE BASICALLY FUCK ANY SUITABLE OMICRONIAN WE SEE. IN LINE AT THE GROCERY STORE? YEP. DURING A BOARD MEETING? YOU BET. DURING AN ARRAIGNMENT? WHO HASN'T? FRIENDS, STRANGERS, ENEMIES. JUST A GOOD QUICK SCREW BETWEEN WELL-MATCHED SPECIMENS.
IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THERE ARE OTHERS AROUND. JUST AN "EH?" THEN AN "EH," THEN EIGHT SECONDS OF FURIOUS UNSPEAKABLE CROTCH THUMPING, THEN "NO, THERE WAS A BUY TWO GET ONE FREE SALE ON THE YOGURT CUPS, YOU SURCUSSED THIEVES!" SUPER NONCHALANT.
PANTS INTERFERE WITH THIS PROCESS.