Like a housewife
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unmeiboyLike a housewife
Tamamori/Yokoo (Kis-My-Ft2)
100 words, PG
When Tamamori showed up talking about his new fashionable brand item, Yokoo had expected it to be a piece of clothing, or perhaps jewelry. There was no way on earth he would have thought of a feather duster, but there it was, and now Tamamori was sweeping it along the side of Yokoo's neck. The sensation sent shivers down his spine, and that hitched breath must have been more obvious than he thought it had been, because he could see on Tamamori's face that he knew exactly what was going on.
"Hey Watta, when did you last dust your bedroom?"
I blame twitter and everyone on it. You know who you are.
Tamamori/Yokoo (Kis-My-Ft2)
100 words, PG
When Tamamori showed up talking about his new fashionable brand item, Yokoo had expected it to be a piece of clothing, or perhaps jewelry. There was no way on earth he would have thought of a feather duster, but there it was, and now Tamamori was sweeping it along the side of Yokoo's neck. The sensation sent shivers down his spine, and that hitched breath must have been more obvious than he thought it had been, because he could see on Tamamori's face that he knew exactly what was going on.
"Hey Watta, when did you last dust your bedroom?"
I blame twitter and everyone on it. You know who you are.