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Suguru taps on Satoru’s mouth together with his totally free hand. Satoru appears at him dazed and after that opens it with a whine. Suguru slides a finger in, then two, then a few, entranced by how Satoru just requires it, eyes fluttering shut, mouth stretching on the corners. Satoru groans, low and heated, voice wrecked. He pulls Suguru to him