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  1. Public Bookmark 52

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    Sasuke had gotten bolder. Speaking his mind — telling him hold me there, push me there, choke me now — and he’d been delighted about it. Except that, the last time they fucked, he was holding Sasuke’s legs, pushing into him deeply, barely able to catch his own breath and keep himself from tumbling over, and Sasuke had asked for him to hold him down. 

    “Fuck, Sas—“ he’d chuckled, frustrated only with himself. “I’ve only got two hands.”

    or: naruto uses his shadow clone to give sasuke what he wants

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    30 Jun 2026

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    Naruto is at his lowest when Sasuke tells him "come find me". It slowly becomes clear to him that following Sasuke is something he doesn't need, but wants to do.

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    06 Jun 2026

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    Sasuke only returns to Naruto's apartment when hurt, bleeding out or charka deprived. He never stays. What even is there for him in that run down place? Even better: what the hell is Naruto still doing there?

    In which Sasuke keeps asking Naruto what he wants, but he ends up getting more than he bargained for.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    02 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 10

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    “Poor child,” Kenjaku purrs, and something drops inside of Satoru’s stomach. “You are so lost, aren’t you?”

    “Don’t touch me,” Satoru snarls, without moving an inch.

    “Oh, but you are still letting me. Letting him.”

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    26 Apr 2026