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After massage continued for some more time Akira was just too out of it to notice it but when master rubbed his neck while asking he at last did. The reaction in his private parts. He blushed up to his ears and shook his head, hoping master didn't see that. The thing he would like to do right now was to disappear. He was so embarrassed with his reaction. Master tried to give him massage.. yet his ugly, dirty body.. Akiras eyes teared up a bit.
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Just as Josh was about to bring his hands back down, he stopped when Akira shook his head. Furrowing his eyebrows, he faltered and slowly took his hands away, looking at the back of the other males head and knowing instantly something was wrong.
“Akira, look at me.” Josh whispered, ordering him of course because if he were to just ask if he’d see him he wouldn’t want to, but being nice about it. There was obviously something bothering him and despite his own hands twitching to touch him, he’d have to hold back for the sake of Akira’s feelings. |
When he heard masters order he flinched a bit, his heart thudding in his slim chest. It took him few seconds but at last he looked at Josh, his eyes full of fear and tears, his cheeks still flushed. Akira knew master would ask what's wrong and he would need to answer that. And then master would know how dirty and ugly he was.. and.. All kinds of pessimitic thoughts flooded his mind. Yes, Akira's was freaking out inside his head.
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Even if it took a while, Akira finally turned to face him and Josh was surprised when he did. At first, he thought it was something he did, maybe pushed a boundary or made him feel uncomfortable, but he wasn’t too sure.
“Did I do this?” Josh asked as he put his hand up, wiping Akira’s eyes and clenching his jaw, angry at himself despite it being entirely opposite. As he wiped his eyes as carefully as possible, Josh sighed and took his hand away. “Or is it something else?” he finally wondered. There must be something wrong, and Josh wouldn’t ignore it no matter how much Akira might want him to. |
As the warm hand reached to his face he cringed a bit but it turned out it was only to wipe his eyes. When he was asked about it he felt his heart going up to his throat. Akira couldn't possibly be more embarrassed than now. After few longer moments he started to write but it was almost impossible to read it as his hand shook so much. '.. sorry, Master. I didn't.. reaction.. sorry.. my body is so dirty.'
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Something was obviously wrong. Josh grew concerned, but as Akira started to write he still wasn’t sure what had happened. Checking his servant over, he was about to say something but suddenly stopped at the realization of Akira’s embarrassment and disgust.
There was some relief in Josh that it wasn’t anything bad, in fact he was surprised to know that Akira was capable of such pleasure, although seeing him like this wasn’t worth any of that. “Akira…” Josh kept his hands off of him but looked at him as kindly as possible. “You aren’t disgusting. You’re human, it’s natural.” Josh gently touched Akira’s hand and whispered. “I have to show you something. Promise me you’ll trust me with this.” He said as he slowly stood next to the bed, holding onto Akira’s hand still as he did. |
He didn't know what to think when master master said his name and looked at him so warmly. Wasn't he disgusted with his body reaction? Then he heard he wasn't disgusting and that it was natural. It was? Did everyone reacted to for the massage? When master touched his hand whispering he wanted to to show him something and to trust him with that he hesitated a bit. What was going on? Though clearly confused he nodded slowly and stood up too, ready to follow master. Wiping his left eye he waited, not knowing what to think about all this situation.
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Josh wanted to stop Akira from saying those things about himself, how he was ugly and disgusting because he didn’t see him like that. In fact, Josh found it difficult to hear that from someone he cared for, someone he saved.
Making his way to the bathroom, Josh looked back at Akira, keeping his hand in his and telling him what he was doing. “You’re going to see yourself Akira. For the first time you’ll see just how untrue your thoughts are about yourself.” Just as he opened the door, Josh carefully brought Akira inside, moving out of the way and making him face the mirror, holding his hand softly although he seemed to have tightened his hold as though to tell him he couldn’t run away, he had to face himself head on. “Look Akira…” Josh stood behind his servant, looking at him over his shoulder and speaking to him with a low voice as he whispered near his ear. “See those eyes looking back at you? They’re beautiful, they‘re yours.” Josh brought his hand to Akira’s chin and rubbed it softly. “Whenever you smile, the sight is astounding. And even your body is…perfect. Especially after this past week, you have never looked better then you do now because you aren’t ugly.” Dropping his hand, Josh very carefully touched Akira’s shoulders, rubbing softly while whispering even softer. “I don’t think you’re ugly. You’re supremely attractive and any sane person would agree with me on that.” |
When they headed to the bathroom it confused him even more. What was there to see in here? Though it was really big, five times bigger than his. When master said that he was going to see himself he looked at him frightened. He knew he was ugly.. he didn't have to see it with his own eyes? Why..? Though Akira still followed Josh. If master wanted him to look at the mirror that is what he would do. Trembling all over when he was stood before mirror the stared everywhere other than there.. though when master said to look he had done that, pale as a ghost. However when he looked.. in front of him... in the mirror was someone he didn't know. And that person.. wasn't ugly. He touched his own cheek and the young male he was seeing in front of him did the same. Akira was slowly touching his own face, observing with wide eyes his reflection in the mirror. Why they all said he was ugly when he wasn't? He believed it as long as he remembered... Why..? Did they all hate him so much..?
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Once Josh observed Akira’s reaction, he felt a sudden weight lift off of his shoulders. Looking back at his servant through the mirror, Josh went on softly. “They lied to you, they wanted to break you down emotionally in order to use you but it’s not true, and you’re stronger than that to believe those lies.”
When he touched his face, probably just taking in the person in front of him, Josh wondered what he was thinking for a moment although allowed Akira to just take in the moment. It was probably overwhelming in many ways for the young man. Josh couldn’t believe how it must have felt. After a few moments, he looked down at Akira’s body and smiled ever so slightly. “Now you believe me when I tell you that you aren’t ugly?” he asked softly. |
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