Just as he entered the shower, Josh sighed in relief, making the water warm, feeling so nice against his skin. As he slid a hand down his defined abdomen, a sudden knock disrupted him. Supposedly there was important information he had to check over, something to do with an event tomorrow that needed to be addressed.
Pissed off due to being cock blocked, Josh turned the water down to freezing cold, trying to get rid of his ’problem’.
After five minutes of barely any luck, he cursed under his breath, got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his hips, hurrying straight towards Akira’s room. Josh hoped mentally he wasn’t as weak as yesterday, if so the whole reason for waking him up would be pointless.
Not even thinking about putting clothes on, Josh walked into the servants room with only his towel wrapped around his hips, his body wet, and his brown hair looking a tad bit darker due to the shower. Not to mention the hidden erection he had under his towel, although Josh made sure to conceal that.
“Akira? Wake up, I need you for something.” Josh spoke with a normal tone of voice, not wanting to yell unless the man didn’t awake. Walking a bit closer, he saw his leg exposed, how light his skin was, how smooth it looked. Josh then remembered the tattoo’s on Akira’s neck, wondering what they meant to him.
Josh couldn’t help but to think Akira looked incredibly attractive with the sun on his skin.
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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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