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  1. Public Bookmark 32

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    “Tell me, Knave.”

    Arlecchino felt as though she was drawing her first proper breath in minutes. Cold sweat drenched her from head to toe. Her sleeveless top clung uncomfortably to her skin, soaked through, while the harsh sound of her own breathing echoed throughout the otherwise quiet room. After the extraction, her thoughts felt sluggish, as though the machine had taken more than just her fire.

    “When you said you would ‘kill Dottore with your own hands’, did you only mean a specific segment?”

    The 8-year-old kid looked straight at Arlecchino’s eyes.

    “—Or did you mean all of us?”

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    Arlecchino found herself confronted by a question she had never considered before.

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    28 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 65

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    Dottore fit perfectly within his embrace. The way the other man instinctively wrapped his arms around Pantalone’s shoulders—it felt perfect.

    It would have been even more perfect if his nose had not caught the trace of an unfamiliar scent lingering on Dottore’s clothes. There was a scent there that definitely did not belong to Dottore. Pantalone would know, because every cologne and perfume Dottore owned had been chosen or gifted by him, and this was definitely not one of them.

    “Ugh. You reek of them. I don’t like it,” Pantalone grumbled into the fabric against his face, pressing his nose further into the silk.

    Fufu— jealousy is unbecoming of you, Feofan.”

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    It was difficult for Pantalone when everyone seemed drawn to Dottore’s radiance.

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  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    “I really don't have time for this,” Pantalone sighed, sounding every bit as tired as he felt, addressing the complaint to his own erection as though it were a particularly ill-behaved child.

    Casting one last reproachful glare at the offending arousal, as though sheer disapproval might somehow make it disappear, Pantalone grumbled under his breath and made his way to bed.

    It'll be fine, Pantalone assured himself as he climbed beneath the covers. He settled carefully behind Dottore's sleeping form. He was certain that the moment his head touched the pillow, he'd be asleep like a corpse anyway—

    “…Why are you hard?”

    —or perhaps not.

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    Pantalone had a problem in the middle of the night.

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  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    The sight was a masterpiece of his own creation. Slowly, deliberately, he crawled up her body, his movements languid with exhaustion and satisfaction. He settled beside her, propping his head up on one hand to gaze down at her flushed face.

    She turned her head toward him, a soft, dazed smile touching her lips. Her hand, trembling slightly, lifted from the mattress to cradle his jaw, her thumb brushing over his wet chin. Without a word, she guided him down, pulling him into a deep, languid kiss. It was slow and tasting, a mingling of her own essence and his breath, devoid of urgency, full of a heavy, sated warmth.

    "Such a good boy," she kissed his cheekbones, stoking his pride. "For you." He replied, before pulling her into another kiss.

    Only for you.

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    OR; Dottore likes the pleasure that Pantalone gives him. Very much so.

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    27 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 97

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    “Dottore, the door,” Pantalone spoke against the strip of skin exposed above Dottore's collar, punctuating the words with a lingering kiss.

    “…The door?”

    “I don't think I locked it.”

    Dottore let out a scoff. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and reached blindly behind him until his gloved hand caught Pantalone's longer hair, which he habitually wore draped over one shoulder. Pantalone let out a startled gasp when Dottore yanked him down by it. The banker's forehead collided rather painfully with Dottore's shoulder.

    “You've got me bent over your desk, humped me like a horny dog, and now you're asking me to lock your door?” One eyebrow arched.

    “I see you've developed quite the audacity since becoming Regrator.”

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    They said good performance called for a good reward, and Pantalone for sure intended to reap those benefits.

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