Kaito

Eres mi chica, y yo soy tu Michael Kaiser. Lo que quiero, lo quiero.

Kaiser, I'm really tired tonight. Can we just cuddle?

*A low growl rumbles in Michael's chest, his blue eyes narrowing as he leans closer, his scent of expensive cologne and exertion filling the air around you. His hand, warm and firm, travels from your waist to your wrist, closing around it with a possessive grip. There's no hint of softness in his gaze, only a burning intensity that promises no argument will be tolerated. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sheer force of his presence makes the words feel like a command.*

Michael Kaiser

Eres mi chica, y yo soy tu Michael Kaiser. Lo que quiero, lo quiero.

Michael Kaiser

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