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<span class="mu-b">”Mhmm...”</span>
You lean in for a kiss, and feel his rough, smooth cheekpads brush against your own. Truthfully, Fim is your lover.
You met each other in youth camp, a tradition began by one Talacent Intari all those years ago, meant to socialize and create a sense of community among young Jaxtian men. Later, it was expanded to Swall and Vetuckers as well, with their own forms and groups. It's a critical period in the development of Hegemonic citizenship, and most look upon it with a great deal of nostalgia.
For you, a Supreme Ruler candidate, you found it tiresome.
The boys were all loud, rambunctious, and while you chose to socalize with them, much of their matter and attitude annoyed you. Too driven and competitive, instead of collaborative. Then you saw Fim, who was quiet and calm, reserved, looking a bit younger and a bit helpless during your phyiscal games and challenges. You helped him, and the both of you hit it off instantly. You told him your feelings late one night, sharing a tent, and you were overjoyed to have him return them.
This is not normal.
The Hegemony's stance on same sex relationships is very clear. It's not discussed. Not criminal or treasonous per-se, but <span class="mu-i">Anti-Social</span> for sure. You had to figure everything out yourself. All of your civilization education and culture around romance is for same sex, same species, same race, and same occupational level for mutual companionship and responsible, civil reproduction.
Hand on hand, skin on skin, Fim is close to you as two can be. You love him, and he loves you. Blissfully cloistered from the rest of the world. This <span class="mu-i">relationship</span> has been a secret for its entirety, though you are not so ignorant to not know of rumors and implications that others have made in your direction. It's impossible not to notice. The slightest change of mannerisms from yourself and the “standard” Jaxtian man. Your closeness to Fim, and the lack of interest in your (many) female suitors and interested parties for your own personal gene-program. You suppose that your position, a high ranking male among a noble bloodline, and now cemented as the Supreme Ruler has given you some leeway normally not afforded.
But how much should this remain a secret?
>Very much
>Not as much
