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Summary
Tooru, at nineteen, is a responsive lover. Much as he had been at eighteen, seventeen, sixteen — his whole life.
It hadn’t surprised Hajime the first time they had slept together. At least, not in the way he would have imagined.
Because under the covers, between the sheets, pinned still against a twin XL mattress that was probably older than both of them, Tooru was the same person he had known — loved — his entire life.
Loud and brash. Attention seeking and feisty and abrasive and brazen, above all. All the things Hajime knew came with loving someone whose intensity could rival the sun’s.
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Gone is that perfectly sensible boy. That put-together star athlete who always wore every part of his high school uniform perfectly, the obedient sweetheart who played by the book.
In its place remains a trembling horny mess. An angel desecrated by lust, by Hajime. One who cries for his best friend’s fingers, his mouth, his touch.
Hajime feels like he's losing his mind.
Series
- Part 2 of snapshots