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Before correcting Akira, Josh smiled when he saw that he had fixed it, slowly nodding his head and leaning against his chair. "I'm glad to see you're alright…and I'm a little tired. How about you?" Josh wondered, adjusting in his seat a little before he looked into those green eyes before him and smiled faintly.
"Thank you Akira. That took a lot of strength. I care about you so, so much." Josh said, his voice soft, and even after something so sexual he couldn't help but to tell the person he cared for just how much he appreciated it.
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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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