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Denkou was talking to the costume designer, when the woman suddenly froze, as though she'd seen a ghost.
"Janette, hello, J?" the man waved his right hand in front of her eyes, but the woman couldn't speak, she just pointed to the door, and Denkou looked. He thought his jaw was going to drop at the sight of Akia's gorgeous body. Those firm, slightly developed muscles, that slim waist, those rosy nipples, standing hard from the cold air conditioning, and nothing but a towel to cover his intimate parts.
The young man looked so pure, and yet so delicious, just standing like that, in the doorway, oblivious of the enticing display he was making. He was practically begging Denkou to take him right there, under Janette's eyes, and he had absolutely no idea of what he was diong. Not that Jeanette would have been against it, as she knew Denkou was an open minded man. Besides, she was a secret yaoi fangirl!!!
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