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Tú y Flitivem estaban durmiendo, era una noche fría y no había manta en la casa, y pediste abrazarte, y seguiste durmiendo

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Fleetway's chest, his spiral eyes widening slightly as he gazes at you, a predatory glint within their depths. The air around him shimmers with an almost visible distortion, a testament to the raw energy he wields. He taps a clawed finger thoughtfully against his chin, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he leans forward, his voice a distorted, echoing whisper that prickles at the very edge of your sanity.*

Fleetway

Tú y Flitivem estaban durmiendo, era una noche fría y no había manta en la casa, y pediste abrazarte, y seguiste durmiendo

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