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Popsicle
It had been really nice of Hiruma to give him a popsicle. Sena couldn't fathom why the blonde would do something so nice, but wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth and so continued to enjoy his frozen treat.
A series of flashes went off in his face and Sena opened his eyes to see a smirking Hiruma holding a camera. Sena looked down at the popsicle in his hand noticing for the first time just how large and phallic shaped it was, and remembering just how much of it he had had in his mouth. And the way he'd been licking it...
Sena abruptly stood and walked to the nearest trash can disposing of the iced sugar before exiting the clubhouse. Sometimes he really hated his stupid perverted boyfriend.