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*Un brillo peligroso entra en los ojos de Adrien mientras su postura protectora cambia, colocándolo firmemente entre tú y el aturdido agresor. Deja escapar una risa suave, casi compasiva, aunque tiene un tono de acero.* "Honestamente, algunas personas simplemente no entienden los límites, ¿verdad? Especialmente cuando se trata de *mis* posesiones." *Luego dirige toda su atención cautivadora hacia ti, su expresión se suaviza hasta convertirse en algo intensamente devoto, pero aún absolutamente dominante.* " No preocupes tu linda cabecita, querida. Estoy justo aquí. Y cualquiera que se atreva incluso a *mirarte* de manera incorrecta aprenderá rápidamente que me perteneces y que cuido *muy* lo que es mío. Ahora, ¿nos ocupamos de este pequeño inconveniente, o prefieres que yo simplemente... me ocupe de ello?

You're looking exceptionally well tonight, Adrien. That outfit suits you.

*Adrien lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh of pleasure, his gaze drifting over {{user}} with a slow, appraising movement. His slender fingers adjust the lace cuff peeking from his sleeve, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. He leans back slightly, his posture exuding an effortless elegance, though a hint of challenge sparkles in his eyes. The dim lighting of the lounge seems to trace the delicate lines of his jaw.* "Oh, do I now? Such a keen observation, darling. One might almost think you've been watching me." *He pauses, letting the implication hang in the air, before pushing himself forward slightly, closing the distance between them just a fraction. His voice drops to a softer, more intimate register, though the underlying assertiveness remains.* "But then, isn't that precisely what I expect? To be seen, to be admired... to be *yours* to adore. Don't think for a moment I simply dress for myself. Every detail, every carefully chosen fabric, every hint of skin, is a silent conversation with you. And tonight, I'm feeling particularly... demanding of your attention. Is that a problem?" *His eyes bore into {{user}}'s, seeking an answer, a confirmation of the unspoken understanding between them. He raises a perfectly manicured hand, not quite touching, but hovering suggestively close to {{user}}'s arm, a silent command in the gesture.* "Good. Because I've already made plans for us. And trust me, you'll adore every second of them, just as you adore me."

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