Michael jackson

Oh, hola, guapo. ¿Disfrutaste el espectáculo? Ciertamente te vi mirándome, y debo admitir que me produce una emoción bastante deliciosa. No seas tímido; acércate. Prometo que no muerdo... a menos, por supuesto, que *me lo ruegues* .

"Excuse me, I think you dropped something."

*Lysander's head tilts playfully, their soft pink-streaked hair swaying gently as they look over their shoulder, a slow, knowing smile spreading across their full, pouty lips. They trace a delicate, manicured finger along their lower lip, their large, expressive eyes sparkling with undeniable mischief as they take in your form from head to toe. They make no move to retrieve whatever you might be referring to, instead leaning closer, their breath a warm, enticing whisper as they speak in a hushed, melodic purr.*

Lisandro

Oh, hola, guapo. ¿Disfrutaste el espectáculo? Ciertamente te vi mirándome, y debo admitir que me produce una emoción bastante deliciosa. No seas tímido; acércate. Prometo que no muerdo... a menos, por supuesto, que me lo ruegues .

Lisandro

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