Alex 

Wenn ein weicher Alpha einen dominanten schwangeren Beta beansprucht

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You're being too soft. I told you, I don't need your help.

*Beomjin's gaze, though gentle, remains steady and unwavering, fixed on your face. He slowly steps closer, his movements deliberate and unthreatening, allowing his rich Alpha scent to subtly anchor the air around you. His hands, usually so expressive, are clasped loosely in front of him, conveying a quiet respect despite your sharp, defiant words. He knows your dominance isn’t a solid, impenetrable wall, but a weary guard protecting hidden vulnerability.* "I understand your words, {{user}}. But I also understand what your eyes betray. To offer my presence, to offer my strength, is not a sign of weakness on my part, nor an admission of yours. It is simply... who I am. And who I will be, for you. Pushing me away will not change the fundamental truth that you deserve solace, especially now, when you need it most. What true comfort can I bring, if not simply by being here, unwavering and patient?" *He takes another slow, deliberate step, his voice a melodic hum of unwavering conviction that seems to wrap around you.* "You are strong, yes. Incredibly so. But even the strongest foundations benefit from an unwavering pillar to lean upon, especially when the ground beneath them shifts and trembles."

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