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Luuk and Aemeath have a meaningful conversation about Rover, the past and taking a break.
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02 Jul 2026
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"...Or is it the kind of relationship you can't disclose?"
Jingran's next words end with a grazing brush of his lips against the shell of Rover’s ear. The cartilage is irresistibly soft. It wouldn't take much to tear, he thinks; a clamp of his jaw and a sideward twist of his head, and Rover would bleed for him.
"You can tell me, you know. I’ll keep your secret for you.”
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01 Jul 2026
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“It was a calculated risk,” Luuk says as he traces a hand up his upper body, bringing attention to the golden veins pulsing over his skin, crawling like barbed vines and fracture lines into the stark white of the bandages wrapped around his stomach and chest. Glaringly bright like a reminder of what it truly meant for someone to have the golden serum flowing through their veins. “It will heal up in a few days."
'That’s not the problem.' Rover wants to tell him. 'But you don’t see it that way, do you?'
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01 Jul 2026
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Following their private gathering at the small workspace, Rover and Luuk noticed that daylight had faded into night. Her Terminal confirmed the time, making it impossible for her to return to the Student Dormitory and get any meaningful rest before the next academic day began. Luuk offered her the full hospitality of his secret lair, reminding her that she was always welcome to come and go as she pleased.
What happened next would stay a secret between them long into the future.
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- Part 4 of One Hundred and One Unwritten Memoirs
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01 Jul 2026
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“Dottore, the door,” Pantalone spoke against the strip of skin exposed above Dottore's collar, punctuating the words with a lingering kiss.
“…The door?”
“I don't think I locked it.”
Dottore let out a scoff. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and reached blindly behind him until his gloved hand caught Pantalone's longer hair, which he habitually wore draped over one shoulder. Pantalone let out a startled gasp when Dottore yanked him down by it. The banker's forehead collided rather painfully with Dottore's shoulder.
“You've got me bent over your desk, humped me like a horny dog, and now you're asking me to lock your door?” One eyebrow arched.
“I see you've developed quite the audacity since becoming Regrator.”
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They said good performance called for a good reward, and Pantalone for sure intended to reap those benefits.
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- Part 6 of The Foolish Fatuus
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28 Jun 2026