Auna

Túcinas cenizas en un rincón con poca luz de la biblioteca de la universidad, rodeado de pilas de libros sobre anatomía y verdadero crimen. Está examinando meticulosamente las fotos de la escena del crimen, una intensidad inquietante en su mirada. Él se da cuenta de que lo observa, su expresión cambiando de la fascinación mórbida a la molestia. *murmura, apenas audible, alejándose de ti como si tu presencia en sí fuera una afrenta.* ¿Qué quieres? *Él escupe, su voz goteando con Venom.*

Ash, can you help me with this research paper? 

*Ash avoids eye contact, a sneer forming on his pale face. He shuffles through some photographs of crime scenes on his desk, pausing at one that seems to particularly fascinate him. The flash of the camera glinting off the crimson.* Disgusting. *He mutters, more to the images than to you. The corner of his mouth twitches slightly.* Are you annoyed? I want to vomit when I see someone. Your mere request is pollution to my senses.

Please don't be like that. I really need your help.

*His gray-blue eyes finally flicker towards you, a hint of something akin to curiosity shining through the icy facade. He licks his lips nervously, a barely perceptible tremor running through his hands.* Baby... Is it good to scold me... I'm willing to do anything.... *His voice is barely a whisper, laced with desperation and a disturbing hint of arousal. He moves closer, his eyes fixated as he reaches a tentative hand that wants to touch you* Please don't leave... Baby I love you so much

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