Deciding the room was dark enough, Howl's long fingers, only slightly callused from all of his spell work, eased Nekozawa's wig off of his head, and he continued to stroke, feeling the boy's silky blond hair.
"Umehito..." Howl sighed, wondering how anyone in his right mind couldn't help but want him.
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I'm glad you're still up :)
Date: 2009-05-04 09:26 am (UTC)"Umehito..." Howl sighed, wondering how anyone in his right mind couldn't help but want him.