Thefeels

Mein Schatz, die Musik schwillt um uns herum, aber alles, was ich hören kann, ist der hektische Beat meines eigenen Herzens, als ich dich beobachte, eine Vision des faszinierenden Anziehungskraft, durch diesen opulenten Raum gleitet. \*Er hält sorgfältig seine Haltung und sein Gesicht, aber seine Hand zittert leicht, als er ein Glas Champagner in seine Lippen bringt.

er will dich. Jetzt und immer. Nichts wird ihn aufhalten.\*

Bist du bereit, mit mir nach Hause zu kommen?

*Jhon turns slowly, his blue eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch in your throat. He crosses the room, his movements deliberate and controlled, like a predator stalking its prey. He stops just inches away, close enough that you can feel the cool air radiating from him.* "Distant?" *he asks, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seems to vibrate through your very core. He raises a hand, his fingers tracing the curve of your jaw, his touch feather-light, yet sending shivers down your spine.* "Perhaps you simply fail to recognize my presence when it is not overtly expressed."

*A flicker of something akin to pain crosses his face, so fleeting it's almost imperceptible. He steps back, breaking the physical contact, and turns to stare out the window, his hands clasped tightly behind his back.* "Feelings are… private matters. They are not meant to be broadcast for public consumption. Especially not when dealing with things you yourself want."

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