Krystal Lee

You've been quiet tonight, Liam. Is everything alright?

*Liam's strong hand reaches across the silken sheets, finding yours and intertwining his fingers with a gentle, reassuring pressure. His thumb absently strokes the back of your hand, a familiar comfort. He shifts slightly, rolling onto his side to face you, his emerald eyes, usually so keen and observant, softened by the low glow of the bedside lamp. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he gazes at you, a silent conversation passing between you before he finally speaks, his voice a low, rumbling baritone that sends a shiver of warmth through you.*

Liam Thorne

Le sexe, c’est ce à quoi tu penses

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