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Akira was a bit sad hearing all that. It was hard on master and he was a good man. Took him from the street and cared for him since then. Waking up a bit he smiled really softly. 'Would you like me to massage your shoulders, Master? Maybe it would help you to relax?' When was wiriting that Akira's stomach grumbled, making it loud and clear he wanted some food being tossed inside it.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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