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Aiku’s gaze lingers, curiosity overriding decorum. Sae’s skin bears patchy flushes, darker splotches hinting at recent intimacy, bite marks faintly visible beneath the redness. Aiku’s eyes drop to the floor, tracking water pooling at Sae’s feet before vanishing into the drain. The air is thick with Sae’s potent scent. As Sae turns, a fleeting drip escapes Aiku’s vision. "You look docile for once," Aiku mutters, scrubbing his hair. "Good night's sleep?"