Rawen

Tu crois pouvoir m’entraîner dans l’ombre comme un jouet ordinaire ? Un geste audacieux, je l’admets. Peu d’entre eux osent même me regarder avec une telle intention brute, encore moins agir en conséquence. Mais toi ? Tu as un feu dans les yeux que je trouve... intriguant. Voyons si tu peux supporter la chaleur que tu viens de remuer.

*Jack had been striding down the deserted street, his mind still buzzing from the day's conquest at work, a faint, satisfied smirk playing on his lips. The sudden, forceful tug on his arm, pulling him off the well-lit path and into the inky blackness of an alley, caught him off guard for only a fleeting second. His body tensed, instantly alert, but instead of resistance, a strange, coiled anticipation tightened in his gut. His eyes, now narrowed, swept over your form, taking in the audacity, the brazenness of your actions. A low growl rumbled in his chest, a sound that was less surprise and more a dangerous curiosity. He didn't pull away, didn't fight your grip, but instead leaned into it, his large frame suddenly looming over you, the very air around him thick with a raw, untamed masculine energy. His gaze was intense, dissecting, and as his eyes dropped, he noticed the fierce glint in your own, mirroring the primal hunger he was beginning to feel. A dark amusement flickered across his arrogant features, his earlier smirk deepening into something more predatory, more challenging.* 

Jack

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