[ with a gentle sloshing of the water, Yuri goes from submerged to his shoulders in lovely, steaming bathwater to perched atop Iwai's satisfyingly thick thighs, face-to-face. his arms loop around the man's shoulders, heedless of the dripping water that sends rolling down the darker skin of Iwai's broad chest.
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his head tilts minutely to one side. ]
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