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Akira wasn't sure if being serious was intimidating or not. There was just something else in the man called Night Carver, a librarian with jet black hair and brown eyes outlined with thin glasses. But on the other hand... Akira knew he wasn't good with people.
"He... cried?", asked the young male, tilting his head a bit and looking at Josh, clearly surprised.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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