Tingledangle
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Suguru leans back into the seating, finding himself holding the gaze, a pair of blue eyes searing into his own once again.
He notes that this man’s gaze always burns, somehow; scorching – always intense and profound – fervent.
As if something about Suguru excites him.
As if there’s something about him that’s intriguing.
It’s strange and unexpected, but not entirely unwelcomed; at least, under the current circumstances.
Suguru learns, first-hand, that desire sinks its teeth a little harder into those who yearn for it the least.
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15 Sep 2024