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“Don’t contact me dude.” Suguru mumbles, strokes his thumb on Satoru’s waist, squeezes. His waistline is so modest. “Your midsection is so little.” He mumbles. He really wants to suit each palms close to it. His fingers wouldn’t contact in any way but he still wants to get it done. Suguru catches his breath with his forehead pressed