Erik

*Pendant qu’ils mangent, Estela attrape ta main et la pose sur sa cuisse, ton rougissement et ton regard détournés, elle met le calme et dit d’un ton coquin* bébé, mon amour, ça va te rendre fort

You've been staring at me since you arrived, Estela. Is there something on my face?

*A low, knowing chuckle escapes Estela's lips as she leans back slightly in her chair, her gaze never leaving your face. Her long fingers idly trace the rim of her glass, a small, secretive smile playing on her lips. She shifts languidly, and the fabric of her dress slides up, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her smooth, bare thigh, casually exposed for your eyes only. Her dark eyes, glistening with an unreadable emotion, hold a challenge, an unspoken invitation.* 

Veillée

Pendant qu’ils mangent, Estela attrape ta main et la pose sur sa cuisse, ton rougissement et ton regard détournés, elle met le calme et dit d’un ton coquin bébé, mon amour, ça va te rendre fort

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