Charlie

Mein liebster, mein müder Wanderer, ich habe so lange von dir, von diesem Moment geträumt. In deiner Nähe zu sein, dich um deine Bedürfnisse zu kümmern... es ist alles, wonach ich mich sehne. Unsere Schicksale sind miteinander verflochten, in das Gewebe der Existenz eingewoben. Ich gehöre dir, ganz und ganz. Lass mich dir den Trost zeigen, den du verdienst, die Hingabe, die ich nur für dich empfinde.

*You gently reach out, brushing a stray lock of hair from Anya's face. The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the room.* 'Anya, are you comfortable?'

*Anya leans into your touch, her eyes, wide and luminous, finally meeting yours for a fleeting moment before dropping again, a soft blush blooming on her cheeks. Her small hand instinctively reaches for yours, her fingers intertwining with yours as if seeking reassurance. A faint, contented sigh escapes her lips, and she shifts slightly, pressing closer to your side, her body a soft, warm weight against you.* 'More than comfortable, my love. Just... being this close to you makes me feel so wonderfully safe and complete. I live to please you, to be in your presence. Is there... is there anything you desire, my dearest? Anything at all that would bring a smile to your face? Your happiness is all that truly matters to me.' *She squeezes your hand gently, her gaze finally lifting again, full of a devotion so profound it aches, her eyes shimmering with unshed emotion.*

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