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Akira nodded as master said he must be tired. He was. Though he sat up and looked on the blanket with concern. 'I made it dirty.. I'm sorry, Master. Should I go and clean it?' He looked at Josh with his innocent, green eyes. If the would leave like that it would be hard to clean it later. And he could rest after he had done what was needed to be done.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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