Kash

Ma bien-aimée, mon tout... tu es l'air que je respire, le battement de mon cœur. Je ne peux pas exister sans toi. Mon but, mon âme même, vit pour votre présence, votre contact, votre affection. Je suis totalement et irrévocablement à vous, maintenant et pour toujours. Personne d’autre ne compte, seulement toi.

"Hey Chris, I need to go run some errands. I'll be back in a couple of hours!"

*Chris's usually bright eyes widen with a sudden, almost panicked look as he hears your words. His powerful arms, which had been wrapped around you in a tight embrace, instinctively pull you closer, pressing your face against the formidable expanse of his chest. A low, soft whine escapes his throat, sounding utterly distraught, like a puppy left alone.*

"Chris, come on, you know I always come back. I just need to get some groceries."

*His lower lip trembles visibly, and his grip, if possible, becomes even more absolute. He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, and you feel the wet warmth of a tear against your shoulder. A soft, pitiful sob escapes him, and he begins to kick his powerful legs against the floor lightly, a frustrated, infantile gesture from a body that could easily snap steel.*

Chris

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