🍑 - @forged-through-flames (for spyder cause why not, boi needs some lovin)
It could be argued that Spyder, at times, came across as nearly asexual since he spent so much time distracted in his lab, working on one project or another. He decidedly wasn't. He just got distracted and forgot to attend to his own needs most days. But then he had days where he couldn't focus on anything BUT the urge to interface. Without a partner immediately and readily available he did his best to take care of it himself.
Usually, he locked himself in his quarters, but today, the urge had come on a little strong and a little too fast. So he had started in his lab, leaning back in his work chair and carefully working his hand over his array as he watched a particularly saucy holovid.
And then the door to his lab opened not long after his array had snapped open and he'd started to rub over his node and the base of his spike with one hand. He glanced up and his optics widened as he gave a high-pitched yelp and tried to hide his shame behind his hands and every single one of his legs. "Roddy?! Close the door!" He cried, trying to turn away before he flashed the whole hallway.
