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“Hn?” Ryo looked up from his computer screen briefly, and then went back to his work. “What are you doing, Akira?” Whatever it was, he didn’t understand it. Although, it felt somewhat nice…
Akira gave a soft rumbling noise and smiled at the blond while he kept on running his fingers through his hair. “Its soft and I like to feel your undercut on my fingers.” He said just as he grazed the professor’s nake with his fingertips.
"What turns me on..." He furrowed his brows, taking a long moment to think. "Strength. Destruction. Blood. The typical and archaic notion of what a man is at his core. Even the scent of you..." Ryo trailed off. "Well. It doesn't really matter, does it? I am here for your sake. I refuse to accept any payment for that."
He wasn’t sure what Archaic meant, but... he could understand the concept of what Ryo preferred. Well- he wasn’t going to wear this thing anymore and he got it pretty cheap with his loan money. Thus, he stood, clutched the corset and ripped it open like it was paper. He then starred at Ryo with the intense expression he usually used whenever he felt the need to assert his dominance.
“It matters to me.” He said sternly.
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"...I don't understand." He frowned. "Where is the gift? If this is for me- Why are you wearing it?" Then- he realized. "You're trying to arouse me? Sort of a pitiful attempt, Akira."
His smile dissipated as he ended up sitting on the edge of the table- Ryo really was a weird guy, uh? He sighed in defeat and bowed his head dejectedly. “Hey- at least I tried.” He said with a small smile and shrugged. “So uh- what does turn you on, Ryo?” Akira boldly asked.
"Wait? You mean you don't have it? Alright..." He sat, deciding to be patient for once.
“I do have it- it’s just... something specific.” He said, trailing off as he grabbed his school bag and went for the bathroom. It took a moment and some cussing before Akira finally came out. And with sheer amounts of self-confidence did Akira walked across the living room wearing something that seemed to be right of The Rocky Horror Picture show. He wore a full-on black male lingerie with fishnets, garters, ass-molding underwear and with a sort of loose corset.
And then he laid on the coffee table and grinned to his friend like an absolute idiot.
"For me? Why would you..." He sighed and accepted the hug. "Alright."
“Because I care about you?” He said before releasing the professor and giving him one of his brightest smiles. “Sit here and wait.” He told him.
Ryo drops a stack of 10-20 boxes of chocolate in Akira's lap. "I didn't know what you preferred, so I bought everything. I'm sure you have your fair share of girls, but I doubt they understand how much you can really eat..."
Akira stared at the boxes with stupor and then he smiled, appreciating the attention a whole lot. “That’s really nice, Ryo. Thanks!” He then set the boxes aside and reached up to pull his friend in his arms for a hug. “I got something for you too- but I’m not sure if you’ll like it.”
