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（ his fingers work against the back of sasuke's neck, stroking the skin above the collar very gently as he just pulls him into a sitting position and then leans in against him, letting sasuke take his weight as he slumps against his shoulder. gratitude shivers through him, and he knows — sasuke has caught the nuance of his pause and is offering all the assurances he knows how. love is a tender demonstration, glittering between them like a web of gemstones catching light, and he just. breathes. the scent of arousal is heady in the room, distinctly different with sasuke's changed biology than in his male form but familiar just the same. ）

Should I be worried about the Sharingan letting you read my mind?

（ it's a tired, humorous murmur, spoken against the hollow at his clavicle. ）