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Aiku’s stare holds, curiosity overriding any pretense of politeness. Sae’s skin shows patchy flushes, darker splotches that suggest recent intimacy, the faint shadow of bite marks just visible beneath the reddened skin. Aiku’s gaze drops to the floor, following the water that drips from Sae’s body and swirls into the drain. The steam carries Sae’s potent, almost overwhelming scent. As Sae turns, a single drop escapes Aiku’s line of sight. "You look docile for once," Aiku murmurs, scrubbing a hand through his damp hair. "Good night's sleep?"