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Cresil rolled his eyes and poked Aoki’s hip hard when he said that about cuddling and hugging. “I’m not usually, but…just felt like it.” he mumbled with a soft chuckle.
Watching the other man finish up with the dishes, he looked at him at the corner of his eye and smiled a bit more when he mentioned the massage he had promised.
“Hm I don’t remember that….” Cresil chuckled. “Kidding. We’ll move to the couch.” he said softly, letting go of Aoki, but kissing his lips shortly before heading towards the nearby couch.
The usually tough demon had gotten close to Aoki, they already acted like a couple but due to his lack of experience, Cresil was merely oblivious.
Sitting down, Cresil looked over at Aoki and gestured him over while eyeing his body closely, enjoying the thought of having his hands all over him once again.
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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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