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  1. Public Bookmark 27

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    Qifrey runs his hands up Olruggio’s legs, massaging them through the stockings as he goes. The thin barrier between them is hardly helping Qifrey retain a grasp on his composure. If anything, the illusion of chastity makes him more reckless. He kisses Olruggio’s calves, and drinks in Olruggio’s soft sighs. He kisses the backs of his knees, and savors the stifled squeaks of surprise. He kisses the soft skin of his thighs, which push against the tops of the stockings like they’re trying to burst free, and nearly drowns in the low, drawn out moan of a man trying not to. He kisses up the length of Olruggio until he’s slotted between his spread legs, desperately hoping Olruggio will wrap those legs around him, trapping him in place, and desperately knowing he mustn't.

    Olruggio accidentally comes home wearing a maid dress. Qifrey lends him a hand.

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    13 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 10

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    It isn't until Easthies's palm cracks like lightning against his cheek that it occurs to Qifrey that no one has ever hit him before. Not like this. Not in the face. Not, he thinks with a wry grin and blood on his teeth, that he can recall.

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    09 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 15

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    "Aye," came Olruggio's voice, behind him. "Did you need something, Qifrey? You could've called."

    "And wake everyone up?" He shook his head. "Are you occupied at the moment?"

    Olruggio snorted. "As far as I'm concerned, I've got nothing on my plate tonight. Come."

    He reached for his hand, and Qifrey let their fingers twine together. His heart leapt into his throat.

    Ah, he thought. So it can be like this.

     

    or: qifrey & intimacy, in a series of vignettes

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    07 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 75

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    There it was, that thing Qifrey did, where he offered a piece of himself wrapped in observation about someone else, like a gift hidden inside a gift, and you had to decide whether to unwrap the second layer or pretend you had only received the first. Olruggio had spent half his life learning to read these offerings and in doing so he had become the foremost scholar of a language spoken by exactly one person in all the world.

    "I'm stubborn because someone has to be," he said. "You'd float away on your own mysteries if no one kept you tethered."

    "Perhaps." The maddingly sad smile again. "Perhaps that's so."

    In which Olruggio brings tea to Qifrey's study on a damp evening and finds him working in the dark again, the staff out and the fire dying.

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    06 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 29

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    Trudging home after the sun rises again.

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    Or: Batesian mimicry & Kirbyan mimicry; sons & fathers; the person you love & the person who loves you.

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    04 Jun 2026