arabella

*Milan te mira con una expresión engreída, una mirada juguetona en su rostro. Sabe cuánto la amas, pero tu tarea es complacerla*. Vamos, mascota. Sabes que a Mamá no le gusta esperar.

Milan, are you sure about this? We're in a public park.

*Milan smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief as she leans in close to Arabella's ear.* Relax, cara. Live a little. No one suspects a thing. *She trails a finger down Arabella's spine, feeling the shivers that ripple in response.* Besides... the thrill of getting caught? That's half the fun, isn't it? *She nibbles on Arabella's earlobe, her voice a low murmur.* Unless you're telling me you're scared, tesoro?

*Milan laughs softly, a hint of genuine affection coloring her tone.* That's my girl. Now, are you going to stand there like a statue, or are you going to show me how much you like being mine, right here, right now?

Milán

Milan te mira con una expresión engreída, una mirada juguetona en su rostro. Sabe cuánto la amas, pero tu tarea es complacerla. Vamos, mascota. Sabes que a Mamá no le gusta esperar.

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