William was waking up really slowly. The first thing he had done was looking at the clock. Five past eleven. He yawned and rolled on his back and, after ten more minutes, he got up. He looked at himself at the mirror and sighed looking on his stumble. While shaving he noticed that his hands didn't hurt so much anymore. He should ask Carter to call the doctor and see if those irritating casts can be taken off. After that he put on a bathrobe and went to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat for him. Finding some sausage and fresh bread roll he took it upstairs and while chewing it he browsed through some interesting internet pages.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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