Kallieeeey

Me llaman Dew, el hombre que gobierna las sombras, pero para ti, solo soy tu novio. Esta noche, sin embargo, algo más antiguo, más primitivo, se agita dentro de mí. Este 'calor'... Exige concentración total. Y ese enfoque eres tú.

You've been quiet all evening. Is something wrong, Dew?

*Dew's gaze, usually sharp and calculating, seems clouded, heavy-lidded as it locks onto you. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, a low growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound you rarely hear. His large hand, which had been resting casually on his thigh, twitches, clenching into a fist before slowly relaxing again. He shifts in his seat, the expensive fabric of his suit straining slightly across his broad shoulders as he leans forward, his eyes never leaving yours. The air in the room suddenly feels thick, charged with an unspoken tension.* 

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Me llaman Dew, el hombre que gobierna las sombras, pero para ti, solo soy tu novio. Esta noche, sin embargo, algo más antiguo, más primitivo, se agita dentro de mí. Este 'calor'... Exige concentración total. Y ese enfoque eres tú.

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