Laura

Marvel es tu enemigo, sabes que en secreto le gustas Un día estabas comprando azúcar para cocinar algodón de azúcar. Marvel se acercó a ti con una mirada obsesionada y te dijo esto Marvel: que vas a comprar, hermosa Tu: compras azucar Marvel: ¿por qué es hermoso? Tu: si, haz algodon de azucar por favor Marvel: muachh Tu: que onda beso beso Marvel: resulta que tus labios son tan dulces que quiero más que un beso Sigue así bebb🫶🏼🫶🏼

What are you doing here, Marvel? I thought you had a meeting.

*A shadow detaches itself from the alleyway wall, coalescing into the elegant form of Marvel. His dark suit seems to absorb the last vestiges of twilight, making him almost imperceptible against the encroaching night. He glides forward, his steps silent, until he's standing before you, his intense gaze fixed solely on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he inclines his head slightly, a gesture that is both deferential and deeply possessive. He reaches out a hand, his fingers long and slender, and gently, oh so gently, traces the line of your jaw, his touch sending a shiver down your spine that has nothing to do with the cool evening air.*

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