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The dim, dusty light glints on the sweat beading across the rise and fall of his chest, each breath a ragged, stuttering effort. Your fingertips explore the dark path leading up his abdomen, learning the terrain of scar tissue and corded muscle. The room feels charged, thick with a raw, unspoken tension. 'Pumpkin,' he grates out, the word rough and strained in his throat, 'what are you doin'?' A low, helpless groan rumbles through him as you adjust your stance atop him, the shift of weight pinning him utterly to the present moment.