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dark winter ice spread
across the highway turning
simple trips final
Once upon a time Gotou had this thing called self-control.

That was before Masayoshi, before Masayoshi warm and solid in his bed, hair tangled from sleep and sex and grey-blue eyes watching Gotou with fascination. No one had ever WATCHED Gotou like that, not that he could remembe(more)
Yosuke didn't know what he'd done wrong.  He knew it had to be him, because that was how it always went.  It had happened with his friends back in the city, and now it was happening here; the common thread was him, so it seemed like the logical conclusion.  To be honest,(more)