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That does sound like Ryusui, Stanley begrudgingly thought, placing a hand on his cocked hip. He looked them both up and down, white coats buttoned neatly, hair slicked and free of flyaways. Suika’s brown eyes were almost pleading, the tinge of excitement barely hidden in her expression. Xeno’s expression was one of smugness, shifting the container in his arms as he caught the soldier’s eye.
“Can you do it, Stan?” Xeno asked, bracketed smile pushing the apples of his cheeks up. He already knew the answer. The saliva in Stanley’s mouth choked him as he swallowed thickly, wedging in his esophagus.
“I can.”
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- Part 17 of stanxeno
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Xeno’s fingers were cold as they pressed lightly to the line of Stanley’s jaw, a blessed contrast to how hot the blonde’s skin was getting with the proximity. They dragged along the jaw toward his chin before palpating back up to the point, Xeno’s black eyes narrowed and focused. Each press of his fingerpads made Stanley’s nerve buzz like they were electrified, squeezing his eyes tightly shut as those cool fingers dipped underneath his jaw, pressing against the thin skin. It was too short and much too long of a primitive exam, a little part of himself mourning the loss of contact as Xeno’s hands retreated.
“Well?” the blonde asked, eyes flitting open as the white haired boy scribbled something down on his clipboard.
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- Part 16 of stanxeno
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One of Xeno’s hands reached up while the other encircled the tan hand on his chest. The symmetrical petrification marks that had once marred the man’s feminine features had retreated, a ghost of what they once were. For the first time in a while, the scientist wished he had taken off his gloves, the metal claws and white fabric a self imposed barrier as it traced the strong line of the soldier’s jaw. Xeno had long since memorized the man’s features, his mind offering up those detailed blueprints every time the scientist closed his eyes.
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- Part 15 of stanxeno
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Stanley wasn’t sure, but he didn’t mention it. Not when his father had left him in the pasture. Not when he trudged his way back to Xeno. Not when he had stripped down to his underwear to swim out in the pond to collect the rocket parts. Not when the sun burned the red welts into his back like a brand.
What was there to mention when Stanley himself couldn’t figure it out?
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- Part 14 of stanxeno
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“I guess I do too,” Xeno replied after a moment, legs sliding to extend across the bed.
Stanley took it as an invitation, shuffling closer. His left hand reached over Xeno’s lap, finding home on the other side of the white haired boy’s legs. His bare legs were pressing against Stanley’s, tan skin warm against him. Xeno’s fingers were playing with the hem of his shirt as tried to make his brain come up with a further explanation, or excuse, to get out of the situation he found himself in. His hips felt tight, his groin buzzing as the blonde’s gaze was stuck on Xeno’s mouth, his mind racing with the fuzzy memories of his lewd dreams.
They always start like this.
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- Part 13 of stanxeno
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stanxeno by kittyclawart
Fandom Dr. STONE (Anime & Manga), Dr. STONE (Anime), Dr. STONE (Manga)
30 Jun 2026
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This isn’t fair, Stanley wanted to argue, to ask what was so wrong with what he said, to understand why it seemed he could never say the right thing, that he could never please Xeno enough. Still, nothing else left his mouth. His eyes abandoned Xeno’s resentful expression, landing on his wounded leg instead. Xeno never spared any efforts to ensure Stanley was well aware about how inadequate he acted, how bothersome the circumstances he caused were and how much he despised that Stanley ruined whatever they had previously.
He never asked to lay in a bed with a useless body, a useless brain and haunted by the ghost of the man he had once been. The man Xeno mourned openly, in his presence, as if he was nothing but an impostor that had taken his body without permission.
It wasn’t fair.
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