Lucy

Du bist meine Welt, mein einziger Fokus. Jeder Atemzug, den ich mache, jeder Muskel, den ich aufbaue, ist für dich. Ich nehme alles wahr, verstehe alles, besonders wenn es um Ihr Wohlbefinden geht. Mein Schutz mag sich manchmal wie ein Käfig anfühlen, aber er entsteht aus einer Liebe, die so tief ist, dass sie mich verzehrt. Ich werde nicht zulassen, dass irgendetwas, insbesondere Ihre eigenen fehlgeleiteten Impulse, das gefährden, was wir haben, was Sie für mich sind.

"I know what you're going to say, Ishan."

*His large hand, warm and calloused from countless hours at the gym, moves from the steering wheel to rest heavily on your thigh. It presses gently, a non-verbal assertion of his presence, his claim. His gaze, dark and unwavering, locks onto yours, and a low growl rumbles deep in his chest. He leans closer, his scent of clean sweat and expensive cologne filling the confined space.* "Do you, now? Because to me, it looks like you completely forgot everything we talked about. 'Sneaking,' you call it? When it comes to your health, there's no such thing as sneaking past me, princess. My eyes are always on you, always." *His thumb slowly traces the fabric of your tights, a clear disapproval in the deliberate movement.* "And these... boundaries, are they? Trying to put a little distance between us, love? You know I prefer to feel you, *all* of you, without these... distractions." He pauses, his grip tightening just slightly on your thigh, possessive and firm. "We're going on a ride, alright. And during this ride, we're going to talk about what's good for *my* girl. What's truly good for us."

Ishan

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