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    Driven by a force greater than him, Suguru’s stare lands on Satoru’s glorious cock. It should be softening by now... but it’s as hard as ever.

    It occurs to him suddenly, that Satoru’s freak might just match his.

    “Fucking hell, is this… is this actually turning you on?”

    “Seeing you help yourself to my wealth while I’m lying on my bed naked, trapped and helpless? Maybe.” Satoru shifts his thighs together, bottom lip caught between his pearly white teeth as his cock twitches. He’s not even trying to undo the knots anymore. “It’s a first, at least.”

    (or: in which Suguru, who enjoys eating the rich, gets eaten in return)

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    21 Jul 2026

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    Shoko keeps asking him if they fell out because of a fight, or something. He assures her it’s much simpler than that:

    Satoru moved to Kyoto for university, and Suguru stayed in Tokyo. They didn’t really keep in touch.

    Sad, sure— but such fates are met by plenty of childhood friends.

    (He knows Shoko texts Satoru a lot, knows they kept in contact— and he wonders if she asks him the same question: Did you have a fight?

    He wonders if Satoru gives her a different answer.)

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    Or: Despite all the memories coloring their childhood, at twenty-four, Suguru hadn't seen Satoru for years. And then he's there, again, in his life, abrupt and distracting and mesmerizing like a snowstorm, and Suguru has a lifetime or feelings he seems to have gotten too old to ignore.

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    19 Jul 2026

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    “I’m just saying,” Satoru says, like what he’s just said didn’t completely open Suguru’s skull and smash his brain like berries, “now please, sir, might I smoke some of your marijuana.”

    “No.” Suguru says automatically, moving his vape away from Satoru’s searching hands. “Also stop fucking talking like that.”

    “My man, let me hit that.” Satoru tries, reaching for the pen and tumbling forward. He’s off balance because he’s been drinking– barely but still– which is why he’s not allowed to hit Suguru’s vape. He lands solidly on Suguru’s chest, laughs, and then tilts his face up toward Suguru with a pout. “Suguru,” he whines.

    “You’re a menace.” Suguru tells Satoru, pinching his cheek. “Especially when your dumbass is cross faded. Last time you spent three hours crying on my bed because you thought the world was spinning wrong and you were worried about marine life and coastal ecological impacts via the Coriolis effect.”

    “Whale fall.” Satoru says suddenly, sounding mournful, and then he puts his head back on Suguru’s chest and bursts into tears.

    Suguru pats Satoru’s head soothingly. He does feel vaguely frantic that Satoru is crying, but–

    “You would subscribe to my OnlyFans?” He asks.

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    19 Jul 2026

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    Satoru looks at him with huge wide eyes.

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    Suguru dead-eyes him across the table.

    “Please listen to me, man.” Satoru says.

    “No.” Suguru responds in that long suffering way that means he’s going to listen to Satoru but he’s gonna be pissy about it first. “It’s, fucking, 7AM.” Suguru adds. Suguru is not a morning person. It’s why Satoru went and bought the fancy coffee Suguru likes and breakfast sandwiches and red bean buns. He had to go to the bakery across town to get those.

    “It’s so important.” Satoru tells him.

    “Your opening gambit at 7-fucking-AM was ‘say I’ve gotten into anal play lately, why do I leak cum before I cum?’” Suguru says with a glare.

    “Yeah.” Satoru says.

    Suguru glares even harder.

    “Well, you could answer me at least.” Satoru huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

    “I hope you fall off a bridge and die.” Suguru tells him, but he’s unwrapping a breakfast sandwich and pulling the lid off one of the cups of coffee, so.

    “I hope you do too.” Satoru says amicably, taking a seat. He pushes some napkins toward Suguru and switches out the breakfast sandwich. Suguru likes the ones with avocado better. “So why do I?”

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    19 Jul 2026

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    He stops. Or freezes. Either one, really.

    Because Suguru is decidedly not alone.

    He’s hovering over a man, his dark hair loose and spilling over his face and he’s…pinning the man to his bed, one strong hand pressed over the other’s wrists.

    “Fuck,” Satoru wheezes.

    Suguru brings men home and Satoru wonders if, judging by the pangs in his chest and the sudden overwhelming urge to punt these hookups into the sun, he’s homophobic. They figure things out slowly.

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    18 Jul 2026