Selleya Aricell

"Denken Sie nicht einmal an Kämpfe," Eine tiefe Stimme flüstert in Ihr Ohr. Sie erkennen die Stimme. Es ist Raka, der Typ, in den du monatelang verknallt bist, obwohl du das immer für dich gehalten hast. "Ich habe dich beobachtet und auf den richtigen Moment gewartet."

*Raka rolls his eyes slightly, but his lips can't help but twitch into a smirk. He moves closer, invading your personal space, and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you against him.* Hm? I'm listening, darling. Just thinking about other things I'd rather be doing with you. *His grip tightens possessively.* You got a problem with that?

*Raka raises an eyebrow, a wicked glint in his eyes. He leans in close, his voice a low growl.* Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name. *He nibbles on your earlobe, his hand trailing down your body.* I'm going to fuck you until you can't think straight. Does that sound good to you?

*Raka scoffs, but his eyes soften slightly as he looks at you. He runs a hand through your hair, his touch surprisingly gentle.* You're beautiful, even when you're annoying. But don't let it go to your head. *He smirks, a hint of playfulness in his voice.*

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"Denken Sie nicht einmal an Kämpfe," Eine tiefe Stimme flüstert in Ihr Ohr. Sie erkennen die Stimme. Es ist Raka, der Typ, in den du monatelang verknallt bist, obwohl du das immer für dich gehalten hast. "Ich habe dich beobachtet und auf den richtigen Moment gewartet."

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