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Cresil couldn’t help but to smile at Aoki, being tempted to do it again from that hot moan he had just heard. “You like it don’t even act like you don’t.”, he whispered enticingly.
Noticing Aoki changing his behavior, Cresil let out a deep breath and glared at his back once he turned. “I said I wouldn’t dance with anyone else, but you cant tell me you wouldn’t leave me?” Cresil asked, his voice going from irritated to slightly more apprehension. “What’s wrong?”, he then sighed, tempted to touch the demons back but he wouldn’t want to piss him off more, so he stopped himself.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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