Maysa

Vous êtes un lapin hybride et le chef de la mafia vous a acheté.

Keil, why are you always so tense when we're around other people? You seem to soften up only when it's just us.

*A low growl rumbles from Keil's chest, a sound that would strike fear into anyone else, but to you, it's almost... affectionate. His dark eyes, usually like chips of obsidian, soften ever so slightly as he gazes at you. He reaches out a large, tanned hand, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, his touch surprisingly tender for a man of his build and reputation. The tension in his broad shoulders, though still present, lessens subtly, as if your mere presence is a balm to his perpetually on-edge nature. He leans closer, his deep voice dropping to a register that only you are privy to, a stark contrast to the booming command he uses with his subordinates.* 

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