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Sasuke can't get enough of the heat that pulses on Naruto's stomach, right where the nine-tails seal sits etched into his skin. So, like any sane person would do, he rubs his pussy all over it.
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05 Jun 2026
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Coming back to Konoha doesn’t mean coming home. Not when everyone has moved on without you, not when the people you should have grown up beside feel like strangers connected by memories and moments you were never part of.
After years away from the village, Sasuke realizes he doesn’t know how to live in peace, how to stay… or how to exist in a place that kept moving forward without him.
Convinced he no longer belongs anywhere after everything he’s done, he isolates himself once again, watching other people’s happiness from a distance like he always has.
But Naruto still keeps searching for him, even now. Patient. Tireless. As if he still believes Sasuke deserves a place by his side.
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05 Jun 2026
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He could do anything right now.
He could touch, taste, take—anything. Minho wouldn’t know. Wouldn’t remember. The thought was intoxicating. Terrifying. Jisung’s throat went dry as he let his fingers drift lower, skating over the flat plane of Minho’s stomach, the faint ripple of muscle tensing instinctively under his touch even in sleep.
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Jisung drugging his brother and using his cock to fuck himself.
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21 Apr 2026
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Minho's eyes dipped. He caught the pink garter around Jisung’s waist first; he lingered on the intricate lace, the flowered pattern dancing along Jisung's honey skin. It took him a beat to regard the white stockings the garter belt was attached to, then another for the matching pink panties.
At least, Minho assumed the pink panties matched the garter belt. They were rolled up against Jisung's slick cock, stopped just at the base of his shaft. He wondered if it hurt. If Jisung liked the chafing from the fabric.
Jisung's hips shifted again, and Minho watched as Jisung's cock glided against a pillow. And then, he caught it. A flash of silver in a sea of white.
Jisung whimpered. “Hyung.”
or minho walks in on jisung humping a pillow, and it leads to more than he ever expected
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- Part 4 of the chronicles of jisung's piercings
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13 Apr 2026
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When Minho finishes up cooking, he kisses Jisung as he hands him his bowl. When Jisung leaves to go to the studio, he kisses Minho goodbye.
It becomes just another part of their routine. Kisses good morning, goodnight, hello, goodbye, or just because. Nothing ever more than a short, sweet peck, never anywhere aside from in their own apartment. It becomes as easy as breathing, to kiss Minho and be kissed by him, like they’ve been doing it this whole time. Jisung can’t remember why they hadn’t been doing it the whole time.
They still don’t talk about it.
They’re still not together.
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23 Mar 2026