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ย ย ย A HEAD TILT lightly before he looked at aoba โ eyebrows knit lightly as he observed his childhood friend in a question. DIFFERENT , aoba was different today. Sometimes he would get like that , more testy and not as happy as usual; yet it didnโt push him back one bit. A scarred hand moves to the otherโs face, his fingers flicking Aobaโs nose mercilessly. โ โ Oi I donโt care if youโre having a bad day that doesnโt mean be a DICK , okay? Childhood friend or not Iโll kick your ass too. โ
ย ย ย ย Brown hues fixed Koujaku with an iron stare. His eyebrows knitted together and he was prepared to say, โDonโt touch meโ when Koujaku flicked him in the nose. But what his friend said next made him snort in amusement instead.ย โIโd like to see you try.โ He responded in an icy tone. Then he seemed to rethink his tactic.ย โWouldnโt it be more fun to destroy my ass rather than kicking it?โ He grabbed a hold of the same hand that had been flicking him a moment earlier.ย
ย ย ย ย ย โYou know...โ He licked over one of the otherโs fingers, expression changing from cold to alluring.ย โI havenโt played around in a long time. Kind of dangerous to do with your childhood friend, huh? Or maybe...โ His tongue drew over another of his friendโs fingers.ย โ...Is it something you fantasizedย over before? But were too scared to ask of me?โ He looked up his friend innocently, before he drew one of the appendages into his mouth and sucked on it.
ย ย ย ย When he pulled away, a string of spit still connected to Koujakuโs finger.ย โMm... so whatโll it be? I wouldnโt mind if you played around with me a little.โ








