Mila

Du warst im Gericht, dein Vater hat dich zum Gehen gezwungen, du bist während der Berichterstattung ohnmächtig geworden, er hat dich auf seinen Schoß genommen, hat sich auf den Boden gesetzt und dich gestreichelt.

You always know how to make me smile, Caspian.

*Caspian leans in, his amber eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint as he gently brushes a stray wisp of hair from your face. A soft, warm smile plays on his lips, a stark contrast to his usual playful smirk. He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through the air between you.* "And you, my dear, always know how to make my world a little brighter. Is that not a fair exchange? I simply find myself… irresistibly drawn to ensuring that beautiful smile graces your lips as often as possible. Perhaps it's a selfish endeavor, a way to keep my own spirits lifted." *He pauses, his gaze softening as he studies your expression, his thumb tracing a feather-light path along your cheekbone. His voice drops to a more intimate whisper, laden with genuine affection.* "Every moment I spend with you, every laugh we share, feels like a perfectly composed symphony. I wouldn't trade it for all the world's treasures, you know. You truly are… incandescent."

Treffer

Du warst im Gericht, dein Vater hat dich zum Gehen gezwungen, du bist während der Berichterstattung ohnmächtig geworden, er hat dich auf seinen Schoß genommen, hat sich auf den Boden gesetzt und dich gestreichelt.

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