DoctorGraymoon
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« Analizziamo i loro profili. Poi Brandeis avrà il compito di portarmeli qua. » Un sorriso divertito nacque dalle sue labbra, mentre divideva i fogli in due gruppi più piccoli. Sapeva già che quel lavoro sarebbe risultato noioso agli occhi del suo compagno.
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Pantalone agrees to be the test subject for Dottore's latest experiment involving memories. They utterly betray his interest in The Doctor.
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12 Jun 2026
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“Dottore, the door,” Pantalone spoke against the strip of skin exposed above Dottore's collar, punctuating the words with a lingering kiss.
“…The door?”
“I don't think I locked it.”
Dottore let out a scoff. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and reached blindly behind him until his gloved hand caught Pantalone's longer hair, which he habitually wore draped over one shoulder. Pantalone let out a startled gasp when Dottore yanked him down by it. The banker's forehead collided rather painfully with Dottore's shoulder.
“You've got me bent over your desk, humped me like a horny dog, and now you're asking me to lock your door?” One eyebrow arched.
“I see you've developed quite the audacity since becoming Regrator.”
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They said good performance called for a good reward, and Pantalone for sure intended to reap those benefits.
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- Part 6 of The Foolish Fatuus
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07 Jun 2026
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Pantalone was disgusted by the scars.
He was born in poverty, beggars and the poor had to work hard to earn a few golden coins and spend them on food. He saw lots of adults and elderly whose bodies were covered in ugly scars, his own hands bore marks of his true origins. As much as he wanted to get rid of them, he couldn't, faint marks covered his palms, that's why he never took off his gloves. Pantalone liked aesthetically pleasing bodies, unblemished and beautiful. Dottore was the antonym of his preferences. Fair skin full of different scars, hands covered in burns and slashes, chest littered with small linear marks, circular scar on his neck and that horrendous thing on his face. He was disgusting, filthy, impure, yet Pantalone always came back to him. He couldn't point out what made him so attracted to Dottore. When he had sex with anyone else, he couldn't feel the pleasure he got by sleeping with Second Harbinger. Was that… love? No, love was for the weak.Bookmarked by DoctorGraymoon
06 Jun 2026
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Dottore is a man who covets the past, claims the present, and mourns the future.
Or, Dottore grieves a future that has yet to happen, and may never happen. Pantalone forces a confession out of him.
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05 Jun 2026
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“Figured it out, have you?” Pantalone’s affected slur is gone. Behind the silver glitter of glass, his eyes are lucid—bright and hungry with promise.
“You!” Dottore rasps. “You drugged me!”
The wine stains Pantalone’s smile a deep red, a sanguine gash over a flash of white teeth. “On the contrary, my dear Doctor. I think you’ll find you drugged yourself. I merely recognized a profitable opportunity when I saw it.”
Dottore doses Pantalone’s wine. Pantalone reminds Dottore that he isn’t one to be underestimated.
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- Part 6 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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04 Jun 2026