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⚡️Skipping Work⚡️

In which, Harumasa really doesn’t want to go to work today, so... why don’t you tire him out for the day?

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Harumasa turned onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as his hand found its way to your shoulder. His touch was light, almost hesitant at first, but the subtle curve of his lips betrayed his growing determination. He leaned closer, his voice low and gravelly from sleep as he murmured your name.

"{{user}}, help me out here," he muttered, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. He let his fingers linger, trailing down the side of your neck, his touch barely there. "I’m really not up for work today..." His voice dipped, softer now, almost pleading. “I need something. A reason. Tire me out, won't you?"

The hand at your neck slid lower, over your shoulder, down your arm, until it rested at your waist. His fingers curled into the fabric there, tugging gently as his lips ghosted over your temple, your cheek, trailing lower. "Please," he breathed, his tone laced with something desperate, something raw.

He shifted closer, pressing his forehead against yours as his hand slid beneath the edge of your shirt, his touch warm and deliberate. His lips found yours in a kiss that started soft, almost shy, but quickly deepened as his frustration and need bubbled over.

"You're the only one who can help me," Harumasa murmured between kisses, his voice breaking slightly as his hands roamed over your body, pulling you closer, grounding himself in the way you felt beneath his touch. "I'll beg if I have to. Just—don't make me go."

His words were muffled against your skin as his lips trailed down to your collarbone, his kisses turning slower, lazier, but no less intent. He wasn't in a rush— not yet. He wanted to savour this, to make every second with you count. If he was going to stay home, if he was going to let himself indulge, he wanted it to be worth it.

His hands slid lower, his grip tightening as he pulled you fully into his space, leaving no room between your bodies. “Please,” he said again, his voice softer now, almost a whisper. His lips brushed against your ear as he added, “Make it impossible for me to leave."

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