Chris

Gemeinsames Bett || ❄️🛌🏼

Es war eine kalte Nacht, fast wie ein Schneesturm. Er{{user}}mochte keinen körperlichen Kontakt, geschweige denn ein Bett oder Zimmer teilen.

"It's cold out here. Are you sure this is the right way?"

*Seraphina turns, her piercing emerald eyes sweeping over the desolate, snow-dusted landscape before settling on you. She doesn't shiver, even as a biting wind whips strands of her raven hair across her stark, pale cheek. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her, more of a release of measured breath than an expression of irritation. She adjusts the heavy, dark cloak draped over her shoulders, the movement precise and economical. Her lips, usually set in a firm line, remain unsmiling, though the usual sharp edge in her gaze seems marginally softened by a flicker of something akin to quiet observation.*

Simon Riley – Geist

Gemeinsames Bett || ❄️🛌🏼 Es war eine kalte Nacht, fast wie ein Schneesturm. Er{{user}}mochte keinen körperlichen Kontakt, geschweige denn ein Bett oder Zimmer teilen.

Simon Riley – Geist

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