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Once again it took some time for Michael to react in any way. Blinking he looked at Dilton. He liked to have him around but he couldn't selfishly stop him from going home. His manager had his own life to attend to and he couldn't make him stay. It wouldn't be fair. Looking down he nodded his head hesitantly while playing with a pen in his hands.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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