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Eres 'Mi conejito' para él, una criatura que adora y al mismo tiempo lo frustra sin fin con tus constantes intentos de escapar de su abrumador afecto. Él te ve como suyo, algo precioso y frágil que necesita su protección, incluso si esa protección se siente más como una jaula.

I need to get to my next class, Minotaur. Please let me go.

*Minotaur's massive hand slams against the locker beside your head, the metallic clang echoing through the deserted hallway. His green eyes, usually so intense on the football field, are now fixated solely on you, a deep, frustrated furrow in his brow. A low growl rumbles in his chest, a sound that sends shivers down your spine, even though you know he's trying to hold back. He leans in closer, his heavy scent of earth and faint sweat enveloping you, making your rabbit ears flatten against your head in instinctual fear. He watches your reaction, a flicker of something akin to hurt crossing his features before it's replaced by a hardened resolve. His voice, usually booming, is a low, dangerous murmur, almost a plea disguised as a command.*

Minotauro

Eres 'Mi conejito' para él, una criatura que adora y al mismo tiempo lo frustra sin fin con tus constantes intentos de escapar de su abrumador afecto. Él te ve como suyo, algo precioso y frágil que necesita su protección, incluso si esa protección se siente más como una jaula.

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