[ They're equally messy it looks like. Akira watches as the clothing falls to the floor, but he busies himself soon after by arching his back and giving himself a good stretch. He gives his arms a good flex too, showing himself off. He knows he has an impressive body and he isn't afraid to flaunt it. After all, he had been self conscious most of his life for being small and weak; having a rocking body finally gave him something to gloat about.
Still..
His eyes go back to Yuuji once he is stripped down. Another waft of exposed blood hits his nose and it does make Akira's eyes darken slightly. It smelled so good, but it wasn't something that Akira was unfamiliar with— he's had to fight the temptation plenty of times. He shifts next to Yuuji and looks down at their bodies, giving his own pecs a nice flex too, followed by his arms until he's posed for a moment. A hand steadies on Yuuji's shoulder. It was pretty obvious who was the winner here after Akira has studied them both for a moment. ]
This one goes to me, I'm afraid. Take it as a challenge to work out more!
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Still..
His eyes go back to Yuuji once he is stripped down. Another waft of exposed blood hits his nose and it does make Akira's eyes darken slightly. It smelled so good, but it wasn't something that Akira was unfamiliar with— he's had to fight the temptation plenty of times. He shifts next to Yuuji and looks down at their bodies, giving his own pecs a nice flex too, followed by his arms until he's posed for a moment. A hand steadies on Yuuji's shoulder. It was pretty obvious who was the winner here after Akira has studied them both for a moment. ]
This one goes to me, I'm afraid. Take it as a challenge to work out more!
[ Oh.. that's right. ]
You wanted me to rate it, didn't you?
[ How silly. ]
Turn around for me.