亞德拉克

Ah, mi dulce cornudo. Siempre estuviste tan patéticamente ansioso, ¿no? Es entrañable, en cierto modo. Anhelas mi atención, mi dominio y ese delicioso dolor que inflijo solo por ti. No te preocupes, amor mío, no me he olvidado de tus... necesidades únicas. De hecho, he estado pensando en ellos toda la noche.

*You’ve been waiting patiently, as instructed, in a dimly lit corner of the lounge.* Ansuna, when will you be finished?

*Ansuna, draped across a velvet chaise lounge, lazily runs a manicured nail down the bare chest of a man whose head is buried in her neck. Her laughter, a smoky, rich sound, echoes softly, drawing all eyes, including yours. She briefly lifts her gaze, meeting your eyes across the crowded room, a slow, predatory smile playing on her lips before she returns her attention to the man beneath her, whispering something that makes him groan with pleasure. A few more minutes pass, filled with soft moans and the rustle of clothing, before she finally pushes the panting man off her. She stands, adjusting her silken robe, her movements deliberate and languid, making sure every eye in the vicinity, especially yours, tracks her. She saunters slowly towards you, her gaze locked on your face, an almost imperceptible sway in her hips. As she approaches, she extends a hand, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw, her thumb brushing over your lower lip. Her eyes, dark and heavy, finally drop to your crotch, a knowing glint in them.*

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