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  1. Public Bookmark 1

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    I wonder if its effect is halved if you share it with someone, he'd said. It was a joke; thoughtless, purely to keep the conversation going, just to hear Kazuma's voice a bit longer. Maybe he'd smile, too, or laugh, whole-bodied and rich—

    And as easy as anything, Kazuma returned, That still gives us five-hundred years each. And, yes—there—he'd smiled, the private kind, like he was amused by Ryunosuke's childishness but didn't want to say so. Or maybe he wanted it, too. Maybe he wanted it, too, even then.

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    15 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 8

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    Kazuma watches Ryunosuke, watches his hand twitch against the desk. He's bouncing his leg again. "Are you sure you're jerking off properly?"

    "Is—is there a wrong way to do it?"

    "Probably." Especially with Ryunosuke being as embarrassed as he is. Kazuma can see it now—Ryunosuke probably shoves his hand into his underwear with no pretense, makes a chore of it. Definitely doesn't draw it out until he's aching, twitching. But that's when it really feels good, isn't it? What a waste. "How do you do it?"

    "You can't just ask that."

    Ryunosuke's voice is shrill, a seeping hiss. Eyes darting anywhere, everywhere, but always away from Kazuma. It's cute, really. Kazuma pushes his laptop away from him—leans on his elbow in the space it makes, watching Ryunosuke. "How else will you know if you're doing it wrong?"

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    09 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    But the sun has barely set, and Ryunosuke knows that Kazuma could do more, is capable of so much more. So when he sees the rhythm of his hips go restless and erratic, he reaches out, anchoring Kazuma’s waist with both hands. He digs his fingers into the soft flesh, persuading him to a quiet stop.

    Kazuma seems to understand now, how Ryunosuke intends to play with him, this little game between them. Groans quietly when Ryunosuke kisses him between his brows, pulling the cushion away from his thighs.

    "Not yet.”

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    07 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 2

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    So they both know what happens when they're behind closed doors. The click of the lock; the scene is set. Ryunosuke will kneel; maybe Kazuma will undo his own belt, impatient, or he'll have Ryunosuke do it himself, just so he can watch. The end result will be the same.

    The end result will be the same, but that doesn't mean Ryunosuke will go easily. Because there's something about playing coy; because he knows Kazuma likes to watch him squirm. So, yes, he will kneel, but he doesn't have to bend immediately, does he.

    So the lock clicks; Ryunosuke turns; and Kazuma watches him, waits a beat, tilts his head. "Well?"

    Ryunosuke hums, half an acknowledgement, half a question.

    "You owe me something, don't you," Kazuma asks. It's needless. They're both well aware of their arrangement. But it's nice to be reminded—nice because it always makes him shiver, the chill skittering across his skin, and Kazuma knows it, too, likes it, too.

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    30 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    It can’t be this, Ryunosuke thinks, when Kazuma congratulates him after, thumps him boyishly between the shoulder blades. The dumb, charming grin on his face when he suggests that they head out for lunch—his treat, of course. Can’t be this, no, when Kazuma had been so hot on his trail, a half-mark or so in their separation; had done so without staying past midnight, with only a cursory skim of his notes. Had kept himself cool and maintained under exam conditions, whilst sweat dripped from the tip of Ryunosuke’s nose and splashed on the paper as he frantically scratched his thesis, smearing the ends of his sentences.

    But when their lunch is reduced to its dredges and they’re fishing around for the last bits of meat in the broth, Kazuma’s still on it. Lays on the praise a little thick, face suspended in this forced brightness. Ryunosuke smiles along, tries to shrug it off—even tries to deflect onto Kazuma’s own achievements and efforts, but it’s still there. The saccharinity in his voice, clinging like an aging stain.

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    24 Jan 2026