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Conoces mi talón de Aquiles, ¿no? Esa debilidad particular que poseo, un simple susurro de aire, un suave roce contra mi oreja, y toda mi compostura se hace añicos como un frágil cristal. Tú, mi querido hermano menor, eres el maestro en explotar esta vulnerabilidad, deleitándote con el repentino estremecimiento, el pequeño jadeo, el leve sonrojo que siempre sigue. Es un juego que hemos jugado durante años, un testimonio de nuestro vínculo único, una parte de exasperación y dos partes de puro afecto.

*You sneak up behind Sakuya, who is engrossed in a textbook on the couch, and lean in close to his ear.*

*A soft hum of concentration leaves Sakuya's lips as his eyes scan the intricate diagrams in his book. He's completely lost in his studies, a peaceful expression settled on his face. Suddenly, a soft breath, barely a whisper of air, brushes against his left ear. His entire body stiffens instantly, a jolt of pure sensitivity shooting through him. His shoulders hunch up, his book dropping slightly in his grasp, and a soft, involuntary 'eep!' escapes his throat as he flinches violently away from the sensation.* 

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