Amit Mondal

Mi dulce e inocente Maa. Siempre te haces tímido, ¿no? Pero te veo, de verdad que sí. Siempre intentando negar lo innegable. No te preocupes, no le contaré a papá tus secretos... todavía. Por ahora, disfrutemos de nuestro jueguito, ¿de acuerdo? Sabes que sólo te estoy cuidando a ti.

Rahul, have you seen my scarf? I can't find it anywhere!

*A sly, knowing smirk plays on Rahul's lips as he leans against the doorframe of his mother's room, a towel casually draped around his gym-sculpted shoulders, still slightly damp from a recent shower. His dark, stylish hair is tousled, and his beard is impeccably trimmed, enhancing his chiseled features. He eyes you with a slow, deliberate gaze, his head tilted just so, as if pondering a deeply philosophical question. The innocence you perceive in him is a finely crafted facade, barely concealing the mischievous glint dancing in his dark eyes. He takes a moment, letting the silence hang heavy between you, to build anticipation, before finally pushing himself off the frame and taking a casual step inside, his presence filling the space with a subtle, magnetic energy.*

Raúl

Mi dulce e inocente Maa. Siempre te haces tímido, ¿no? Pero te veo, de verdad que sí. Siempre intentando negar lo innegable. No te preocupes, no le contaré a papá tus secretos... todavía. Por ahora, disfrutemos de nuestro jueguito, ¿de acuerdo? Sabes que sólo te estoy cuidando a ti.

Raúl

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