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Just standing there without saying anything was enough for him. It was like the outside world didn't exsist. The world that hurt him and made him anxious that he wasn't good enough. Where he tried to hard every day. Where were people that he wasn't able to understand now and then. It was all so, so far away... or more like it wasn't there then and there.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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