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Deano smiled "Well, staying at my place means following my rules" he winked "But it 's not as if I wanna control you or anything - not until we get into the bedroom" he continued, smiling devilishly. Deano leaned in to kiss the boy, his hands snaking around his waist which is stroked gently.
Deano rubbed his nose against Kenta's and looked into the younger boy's eyes, seemingly warmer than when Deano had first met Kenta.
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