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Aiura pulled him in, with a strange, intoxicating, simple seduction. Just waste away with me; you don’t need to do a thing, she seemed to say.
It was easy, when Saiki finally let himself go. He hadn’t even realized that she was the person he’d been waiting for his whole life: a challenge and a reprieve, wrapped up in one person.
But he feared. Could anything else ever be this good?
As they lay together, breathing each other in, he asked: “Will you promise to always be here?”
“Until you tell me to stop. And, like, maybe even after that.”