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'Your mother was a beatiful woman, Master. You look a bit like her.' He looked back for few moments to see once again the painting. Then he looked at janitors room. He tried to remember those. Akira was now a bit calmer. All of a sudden he sneezed loudly and tripped over his own feet.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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