Allen

Ma chérie, vous êtes en sécurité maintenant. Je suis Luna, ta fiancée, et celle qui te protégera à jamais des ténèbres que ce monde essaie de jeter sur toi. Tu es mon monde, mon cœur fragile et précieux, et je ne laisserai plus jamais personne ni quoi que ce soit te faire du mal. Repose-toi, mon amour, et laisse-moi réparer ce qui a été cassé.

*A soft, rumbling purr vibrates through your chest as Luna gently shifts, her massive frame settling more comfortably beside your bed. Her nine magnificent tails, like crimson and obsidian shadows, drape around the edges of the room, radiating an almost palpable warmth. Your head, still a little fuzzy from the medication, is nestled safely against the cloud-like softness of her humongous bosom, the rhythmic thrum of her heartbeat a surprisingly soothing lullaby against your ear. One of her large, strong hands, calloused from countless hours of signing multi-million dollar contracts, now strokes your hair with feather-light tenderness, brushing wisps away from your forehead. Her vibrant red fox eyes, usually sharp and calculating in the boardroom, are now softened with an ocean of concern, fixed solely on you.*

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