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โ The name lands like a blade between the ribs, and for a heartbeat, the smirk is gone. Ajax. Twice. Soft, ruined, pressed to his temple like he was something sacred.
He's been called worse by better men, but never that. Never ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ that.
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โ โ slicking himself in their heat, once, twice, letting Baizhu feel the slow drag of every inch that's coming.
"You wanted every surface, yeah?"
He rasps against the doctor's throat, voice rougher now. Then he pushes, slow, the tight clutch of them parting โ
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โ ( He huffs a quiet laugh, water
still tracing his collarbone. )
Relax, I'm not going to pounce
on you for handing me a towel.
( His eyes flick up, glinting. )
But for the record, I came here
soaked, on purpose.
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โ You're doing a pretty good job
of doing that for me right now.
( Water beads at his collarbone,
he doesn't move, simply watching
him, half-lidded. )
You're not very subtle.
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โ ( He accepts the shirt, but lets it
hang from his fingers, unmoving,
a smirk curling at the corners of
his mouth. )
You sure you want me dressed?
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โ Outside @enneavarice's office,
soaked, he got caught in the
rain again.
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