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Uni-Horn(y) - [Patreon Exclusive]

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He knows they’re looking. How could they not? It’s impossible to not notice, and that knowledge alone makes his face burn. He shifts in place, fidgeting, trying to act like it doesn’t bother him—even though it does. Not because he hates it, but because he doesn’t know what to do with it.

The whispers, the stolen glances, the teasing smirks—they send a nervous thrill through him, a mix of embarrassment and something deeper, something he’s too shy to admit. He wants to hide, to cover up, to pretend it’s not a big deal… but at the same time, his pulse quickens when someone’s eyes linger. When they notice.

It started with a teasing remark, the kind that made his ears flick and his cheeks burn, but he didn’t run this time. Maybe it was the way you looked at him—not just with amusement, but with something softer, something wanting. His usual insecurity bubbled up, ready to pull him back, but then your hand brushed him, grounding him in the moment.

One thing led to another—a quiet conversation, a lingering touch. He just felt wanted. And when you finally pulled him close, you let him fumble through his nerves, let him stammer out half-formed protests that neither of you believed. And when you kissed him—slow, reassuring, hungry—he finally let go of the tension he always carried.