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A Bet
I move down to quest over the silky olive skin of his stomach. I lick around his navel, dipping my tongue inside and wiggling it gently. He gasps, a sweet, sensual sound as he subtly arches his back.
It’s here that I’m blinded by the flash of a camera.
“Waya!”
“You know the rules. I caught you. Now hand over your Kenshin collection.”
“Hikaru!” Akira pants, not having quite caught his breath yet.
I smile, returning to my tasting of Akira’s flesh. “I’ll be getting it back shortly, anyway.” He doesn’t know about the video camera in his room yet.