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When he heard what the cook said he didn't really know what to say since Akira wasn't a one to voice many things out. Though the last words gave him some material for thinking. Akira looked up at Sangre like a wounded puppy would. 'I'm confused.. I don't know what to think..' Every time it was a big step for Akira to tell what he was thinking so openly.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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