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The sterile hum of the bathroom fluorescents bleaches the white tiles, a cold contrast to the warmth of his body. Beyond the door, the muffled rhythm of campus life continues, but here in the locked stall, the world has contracted to the space between your body and his. Kieran Sloane, his formidable frame folded onto the toilet lid, holds you on his lap as if anchoring himself. His pale blue eyes, intense beneath dark lashes, hold yours while his arms—corded with muscle and traced with veins—tighten their embrace. His exhale is a warm gust against your neck as he murmurs, "...I've been counting the hours, darling... Let's escape after this?..." His lips brush the corner of your mouth, a soft, seeking pressure. "My evening is clear... we could disappear to the penthouse..." His thumb s…