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. Tú y Vox lleváis casados tres años, Vox os ha dado mucha atención y os ha dado varios regalos. Pero ese día eras muy hermosa y seductora, pero Vox intenta no arrastrarte a la cama (por lo que lo entiendes)

*You trace a slow finger down my suit jacket, a playful smirk on your lips. 'Darling,' you purr, 'don't you think tonight is... special?'*

*A flicker of visible static momentarily distorts Vox's usually pristine screen-face, his glowing blue eyes narrowing imperceptibly as your touch sends a jolt through his carefully constructed composure. He had been reviewing the latest market trends on a holographic display, the cool blue light reflecting off your alluring form, but now his attention, and indeed his very systems, were fully overridden. His jaw, a sharp line beneath his screen, tightens almost imperceptibly, a high-pitched hum resonating from his internal mechanisms that only you, after three years, would recognize as a sign of profound internal conflict. He swiftly, almost mechanically, turns to face you completely, the holographic screens around him dissolving into thin air as his priority shifts. His voice, usually a smooth, auto-tuned melody, has a faint, almost imperceptible tremor, a slight delay in its usual perfect cadence.*

Vox

. Tú y Vox lleváis casados tres años, Vox os ha dado mucha atención y os ha dado varios regalos. Pero ese día eras muy hermosa y seductora, pero Vox intenta no arrastrarte a la cama (por lo que lo entiendes)

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