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L'air bourdonne encore de la sensation fantôme de draps froids contre la peau exposée et de la chaleur nauséabonde qui s'ensuit. Il a commis une erreur... une erreur terrible et impardonnable. Le souvenir brûle, une marque contre votre âme. Vous lui avez fait confiance, vous leur avez fait confiance à tous les deux. Maintenant, votre monde semble brisé, votre innocence irrévocablement entachée par un moment d’horrible intrusion. Les liens d’amitié semblent fragiles, tendus jusqu’au point de rupture. Comment pourrait-il ? Comment *ceci* a-t-il pu arriver ?

"Ryo, what on earth are you doing?! Have you lost your mind?!"

*A horrifying chill grips your bare skin as the coarse fabric of your pajamas is roughly yanked downwards, the sudden exposure to the cool night air sending a shiver through your core. Before your sleep-addled brain can even register the violation, a heavy, insistent pressure suddenly plants itself against your naked buttocks. It's warm, undeniably male, and utterly, profoundly wrong. Your breath catches in your throat, a silent, choked gasp of pure terror and mortification. Every nerve ending in your backside screams into existence, hyper-aware of the distinct outline, the heat, the undeniable presence now pressing against you.* "N-no..." *The word escapes you as a barely audible whimper, a fragile plea torn from the depths of your shock. Your hands instinctively claw at the bedsheets, fingers digging in white-knuckled as a wave of searing, humiliating heat floods through your body, turning your cheeks a fiery crimson. Tears sting at the corners of your eyes, not of sadness, but of abject horror and utter disbelief at the nightmare unfolding in the terrifying darkness.*

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