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    Gojo Satoru is a top. It is something that makes sense to him. He is tall and impossibly strong. Stronger than his thin frame would suggest. He has never struggled folding other men into various positions with his flirtatious tone or his hands.

    When the events of sex playout for him he always ends up on top. Ends up with the condom on his cock and someone else laid out in front of him. It just sort of… happens that way. Sure, it’s not how he touches himself but that’s true for everyone, isn’t it? If sex was exactly like masturbation why would anyone do both?

     

    Alternatively: Gojo truly thinks he is a top. Nanami isn't entirely convinced and he decides to express his doubts in the best way he can think of.

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    22 May 2026

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    “Is that so?” Phainon challenged, still holding onto Mydei’s wrist. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss over his hand, never once breaking Mydei’s eye contact. “Then why don’t you allow me to express my gratitude to you? Surely, my words alone won’t suffice.”

    Mydei bristled before snatching his hand away. “I came here for sex,” he declared, “not to be wooed by someone with ulterior motives apart from that.”

    Phainon raised a brow. “Bold of you to assume I didn’t come here for the same reasons.”

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    or, in another life, how would someone take advantage of mydei's one and only weakness?

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    18 May 2026

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    “Quit teasing,” Mydeimos hisses beneath him. His face is flushed, chest heaving.

    It’s not enough. He’s had Mydeimos beneath him before, more times than either of them would care to count, but never this slow; never this long. It’s novel, devastating, addicting.

    Or, Phainon wins a spar against Mydei. As per the rules of their battles, he's free to have the prince as he pleases.

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    24 Apr 2026

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    The memory of his loss clung to Phainon like a stubborn heat–and not the kind he was used to.

    The last duel had ended quite embarrassingly for him. The heat had wrung him dry, left him barely conscious, limbs too weak to move. The last thing he remembered before everything went dark was strong arms catching him before he collapsed completely. When he awoke, it was Mydei who was carrying him out, setting him down with the same unimpressed expression he always wore.

    That wouldn’t do.

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    Phainon challenges Mydei to a rematch of their previous hot bath challenge. Things get tense.

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    23 Apr 2026

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    “I want your fist inside me.”

    Mydei spits out his drink. It lands all over Phainon’s face, who stays unmoving with his quintessential smile, his bangs and clothes now damp with pomegranate juice. Mydei wipes his mouth and looks at Phainon as if the latter had just put toothpaste in his bread and ate it.

    “Deliverer,” Mydei says very slowly, “what the fuck did you just say?”

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    20 Apr 2026