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Oct. 17th, 2009 11:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaGareki, Yogi thinks, has no idea how incredibly sexy he is. In fact, Yogi doesn't just think it, he knows it. It isn't like Yogi's the only one to notice, girls on the street notice, women notice, other men notice… *Hirato* noticed, which is all sorts of wrong and Yogi really needs to like… build a wall between that thought and the rest of his brain. Yogi isn't entirely sure if Nai notices or not, but Nai's technically not human so it doesn't really count anyway.
Anyway.
Gareki's sexy. Like, incredibly sexy. So sexy that sometimes Yogi thinks that other people could just… you know… just by looking at Gareki. Yogi feels like it sometimes, like if Gareki does just one more head turn, or cocks his hip a little more, or lifts his arms up above his head or…
"Gareki-kun!" Tsukomo is pressing her hands to her mouth and her cheeks are bright candy apple red, the same color as Nai's eyes. Nai is staring, and he's wearing that 'I'm not sure what's going on' expression that Gareki almost always causes. Yogi turns to look at Gareki and can't take his eyes off of him. One of the sheep is holding a hose, which seconds earlier had apparently been aimed at Gareki. Gareki's white shirt is dripping wet and clinging to his extremely attractive lithe body, and his nipples are perky and obvious through the practically see-through fabric. Gareki's blue over alls sit low on his waist, tied tight around it, but that just accents how thin and sexy Gareki's waist is. His hair is plastered to his face and dripping.
"Stupid-" Gareki runs a hand through his wet hair and flips it out of his face, it sprays water everywhere. Gareki turns to look at the gawkers and his eyes…
Yogi feels his pants tighten. Gareki has no idea how pornilicious he can be, but Yogi is so going to be naughtily jerking off to this mental snapshot for a week. Then Gareki licks his lips and Yogi feels right about to come.
Anyway.
Gareki's sexy. Like, incredibly sexy. So sexy that sometimes Yogi thinks that other people could just… you know… just by looking at Gareki. Yogi feels like it sometimes, like if Gareki does just one more head turn, or cocks his hip a little more, or lifts his arms up above his head or…
"Gareki-kun!" Tsukomo is pressing her hands to her mouth and her cheeks are bright candy apple red, the same color as Nai's eyes. Nai is staring, and he's wearing that 'I'm not sure what's going on' expression that Gareki almost always causes. Yogi turns to look at Gareki and can't take his eyes off of him. One of the sheep is holding a hose, which seconds earlier had apparently been aimed at Gareki. Gareki's white shirt is dripping wet and clinging to his extremely attractive lithe body, and his nipples are perky and obvious through the practically see-through fabric. Gareki's blue over alls sit low on his waist, tied tight around it, but that just accents how thin and sexy Gareki's waist is. His hair is plastered to his face and dripping.
"Stupid-" Gareki runs a hand through his wet hair and flips it out of his face, it sprays water everywhere. Gareki turns to look at the gawkers and his eyes…
Yogi feels his pants tighten. Gareki has no idea how pornilicious he can be, but Yogi is so going to be naughtily jerking off to this mental snapshot for a week. Then Gareki licks his lips and Yogi feels right about to come.
