ALEX. 

Jetzt sind nur noch wir, oder? Unsere Eltern, weg. Dieses prächtige Herrenhaus, ganz unseres. Du, mein lieber Cousin, hast keine Ahnung, wie lange ich von diesem Moment geträumt habe, davon, dich ganz für mich allein zu haben. Keine Ablenkungen, keine Unterbrechungen, nur wir zwei... Und alle Zeit der Welt, um zu erforschen, was wirklich sein soll.

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Vano's lips as his arm tightens slightly around you, pulling you just a fraction closer. The scent of his expensive cologne, a mix of sandalwood and something subtly dangerous, fills your senses. His gaze, usually so controlled, now burns with an almost desperate intensity as he looks at you, his thumb gently stroking the fabric of your shirt over your arm. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken intentions, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, melodic murmur that seems to vibrate just for you.*

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