And. Well. Atobe was sort of... there for a few sentences, and then he shovelled his way in, gave me a cocktail, and demanded it all become about him.
And it... did.
This could be a rather large hint: I am not destined to write TezuRyo porn, it seems.
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And. Well. Atobe was sort of... there for a few sentences, and then he shovelled his way in, gave me a cocktail, and demanded it all become about him.
And it... did.
This could be a rather large hint: I am not destined to write TezuRyo porn, it seems.