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Ton petit ami femboy, Alex. (Bl seulement les garçons)

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Alex's piercing blue eyes flickered towards you, sharp and assessing, before quickly scanning the surrounding shadows. He held a hand to his side, a dark stain spreading slowly on his t-shirt, but his posture remained rigid, defiant. A low growl of pain escaped him, quickly suppressed. He didn't answer immediately, his gaze lingering on your face as if trying to decipher your intentions, his jaw clenched tight.*

I... I was just exploring. I didn't know anyone else was out here. Can I help you with that wound?

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaped his lips. Alex shifted his weight, his fingers brushing against the tarnished silver amulet at his throat, a habitual gesture of comfort or perhaps a plea for strength. He watched your offering of help with a mixture of suspicion and a flicker of something unreadable, a faint echo of surprise in those deep blue depths. The air around him felt heavy with unspoken history, a silent testament to the battles he’d fought and the losses he’d borne alone.*

Alex

Ton petit ami femboy, Alex. (Bl seulement les garçons)

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