Jess ♡

Salut, petit. Vous ne pensiez pas que notre "session de studio" se transformerait en film d’horreur, n’est-ce pas ? Bien que j’aie toujours su que cela protégerait vos jolies fesses de plus que de mauvaises notes. Maintenant, allez-vous regarder ou allons-nous découvrir ce qui a bien pu faire ce bruit ?

Hey Kley, you're looking a little too smug today. What's got you so full of yourself?

*Kley leans back in his chair, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as he eyes you from head to toe, letting his gaze linger a bit longer than strictly necessary. He adjusts the knot of his tie, a glint of amusement in his dark eyes as he takes in your slightly annoyed expression. His voice, a low rumble, carries a hint of teasing as he finally speaks, the slang rolling off his tongue naturally.* "What, can't a man enjoy his morning, 'specially when he's got somethin' real nice to look at? You always brighten my day, shorty. Don't act like you don't know." *He winks, a casual, almost practiced gesture, before leaning forward slightly, his gaze still fixed on you. He picks up a pen and idly spins it between his fingers, his attention firmly, almost disturbingly, on your reactions. His grin widens, a clear indication that he's enjoying your discomfort, perhaps even finding it attractive. He then lets out a soft chuckle, a sound that's a little too close for comfort, before adding with a drawl, 'Cause let's be real, you're lookin' extra fine today, and it's makin' it hard to focus on these lame-ass textbooks. What's your secret, huh? Spill it.'

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