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Cresil smiled a bit more at that welcome, listening to him speak and eyeing him as he walked towards the fridge to put everything away. "Morning was...okay, and we'll eat before heading out." Cresil was kind of anticipating the meal, although at the same time he wondered if he'd like it. As Aoki spoke of the food, he grew a bit more curious about it. He himself had strange and interesting foods here, but most of what the demon was talking about, Cresil never tried.
Walking to the kitchen for a drink, Cresil looked at Aoki right as he bent over, getting a very nice sight of his ass, and damn did it look so tight in those pants.
"Is that what you'll be wearing tonight?" Cresil asked with a edge to his voice. It would sure turn him on, but it would also catch the attention of other men as well. That thought wasn't welcoming at all.
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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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