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Akira's heart skipped a beat when his hand was grabbed into the warmer one and arm wrapped around his waist. When Harumi looked at them he felt some warmth creeping on his cheeks. Then he nodded. It was good to know there would be no scary things. Akira didn't like to be scared.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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