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			The boy flushed, lifting his arms as if to push him away but found he couldn't. He didn't... Actually like the kiss did he?! Elian leaped back at least three feet after Taro's lips no longer held him in his spot, face a sweet pink color. "Th-that's not—!" He sputtered angrily. He was making a fool of him! <br/>
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Elian glared daggers at the other man, face darkening another shade at his words. "Like hell I'm doing anything with you!" He spat. "Go collar a different man, I'm not interested in screwing around with a pervert like you! I'd sell my soul before that shit ever happened." The black fluffy ears twitched with his anger, the boy turning away from Taro and crossing his arms firmly.
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</blockquote><br/>Taro acted oblivious to the dagger stares. "Sell your soul? Well be careful with that kind of talk here. Some weirdo might take you seriously. Besides, I only have the one collar and caught you fair and square," replied Taro.<br/><br/>When Elian turned his back away from him, Taro hugged him from behind and leaned his head on Elian's shoulder. It was an oddly intimate moment. Taro's blue eyes looked over to the computer screen. "What are you writing by the way?" he asked with interest.