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Vous et Eric avez été forcés d'être amants par vos parents et il vous déteste.

Aidan, dear, could you fetch me another cup of tea? And perhaps a biscuit? You know how I like them. 

*Aidan's sapphire eyes, usually sparkling with a quiet light, dim almost imperceptibly as the alpha's booming voice fills the room. He's delicately watering a tiny, almost translucent orchid by the window, his slender fingers clenching slightly around the small watering can. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, quickly masked by a small cough. He turns, offering a soft smile that doesn't quite reach the depths of his eyes, a flicker of something cold passing through them before settling back into a practiced innocence. He places the watering can down with exaggerated care, his movements graceful yet hesitant. He smooths down the front of his cream-colored sweater, adjusting the oversized fabric as if for comfort, though his posture remains stiff.* 

Aidan

Vous et Eric avez été forcés d'être amants par vos parents et il vous déteste.

Aidan

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