littl3chocobo
isn't that funny
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he was overcome then by the beauty of the man in front of him, his sad eyes held none of the eager anticipation they normally kept and without it they were a lovely sight to behold his hair shown in the setting light of the sun, cast gold and orange, his hands long and graceful. luka wanted to kiss him then, to forget that this was mizuki, and he was luka and to feel the lips of another person against his surrounded by this small glimpse of nature
Last edited by littl3chocobo; 10-05-2011 at 02:36 PM.
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Posted 10-05-2011, 02:31 PM
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