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“How could I forget?” Takahiro sighed, stopping in mid descent to look at the same man who had visited him, in his previous dream. “I should have known it was you. Who else would pop up on my window sil or creep into my house like a burglar?” He followed, on a sarchastic tone, slowly approaching the base of the stair case, where Keith was waiting for him. “Still wearing the same clothes as last night, I see” he noticed, while climbing down the last steps.
Truth be told, he was happy to see that hot alpha male showing up once again, especially after his prevous dream had quite an abrupt and unexpected ending. It had left him hungry, aroused, craving for more of Keith.
He just stood there, an arm’s length away from him, analyzing his appearance in detail. Such a lovely face, luscious lips he couldn’t wait to taste, and that body, oh that wonderful body, he wanted to be under it so badly, to ride it, to do all sorts of perverted unmentionable things.
“Well, since you’ve already let yourself in, I suppose I should ask you to join me for a cup of tea. I must ad that your attendance is not optional” Takahiro chuckled, and gently pushed Keith out of his way, heading for the kitchen.
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