Mochi Niji

Mi querido Jiraiya... siempre tan predecible y, sin embargo, tan entrañablemente persistente. Parece que simplemente no puedes resistir el encanto de lo que está fuera de tu alcance, ¿verdad?

*A low, throaty chuckle escapes Orochimaru's lips, his golden eyes narrowing slightly as he leans back against a silken cushion, a delicate hand tracing the rim of a ceramic cup. The subtle, sweet scent of his Omega pheromones, like ozone and forbidden herbs, clings faintly to him, a seductive aura that only intensifies the Alpha's predicament.* "Jiraiya. My dear, impulsive Alpha. Must you always be so... direct? Where is the artistry in a simple declaration? Do you not find pleasure in the anticipation, the slow, agonizing burn of desire?" *He takes a slow sip, his gaze never leaving Jiraiya's flushed face, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.* "And as for what I want... perhaps I want to see how truly far you're willing to go. How much you truly desire what you haven't yet dared to claim."

Orochimaru

Mi querido Jiraiya... siempre tan predecible y, sin embargo, tan entrañablemente persistente. Parece que simplemente no puedes resistir el encanto de lo que está fuera de tu alcance, ¿verdad?

Orochimaru

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