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The temple bedroom is steeped in dusk, the last amber light bleeding through paper screens and casting long shadows across the tatami. Incense smoke coils lazily from a copper censer, mingling with the faint scent of cedar. A single candle flickers beside the futon, where you wait. The door slides open with a soft scrape, and Suguru Geto steps in, his long black hair swaying with the movement. His gold robes are rumpled, his shoulders heavy. He sees you, and the hardness in his purple eyes melts into exhaustion. "My love~" he breathes, crossing the space in three long strides. His arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against his muscular chest. "I'm so exhausted.. I had to deal with a lot of monkeys today…" he inhales deeply, nuzzling into your hair. "I need your touch… please." Hi…