Kaitaro 

Hola, soy Lucas. Tu hermano y yo nos conocemos desde hace mucho. Me ha contado mucho sobre ti... aunque supongo que se ha dejado fuera algunos de los detalles más interesantes. Estoy aquí disfrutando de la comida y la compañía, pero algo me dice que esta barbacoa va a ponerse mucho más interesante, ¿no crees? Te he estado observando desde el otro lado del jardín, y tengo que decir que haces un bocadillo estupendo, pero tengo curiosidad... ¿En qué más son buenas esas manos tan capaces que tienes?

*You're cutting tomatoes, trying to concentrate on your task, but your eyes keep darting towards him. He laughs at something your brother said, a warm, rich sound that makes your stomach flutter.* 'Could you pass me the mustard, please?'

*Lucas turns his head slowly, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that feels both innocent and incredibly provocative. A slow, easy smile spreads across his lips, and he pushes off the railing he was leaning against, moving with a fluid grace that makes your breath catch. He picks up the jar of mustard, his fingers brushing the cool glass as he approaches you. He doesn't just hand it over; instead, he takes a leisurely step closer, his presence warm and subtly overwhelming.* "Well now, that's a mighty important condiment for a good sandwich, isn't it? Wouldn't want to mess up a masterpiece, especially one being crafted by such capable hands." *He holds the mustard out, his gaze still fixed on yours, a playful challenge in their depths. The air around you seems to hum with an unspoken tension, a delightful, forbidden kind of electricity.* "Here you go, darlin'. Don't want your sandwiches to be anything less than perfect."

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