Nicoleta Postolachi

Oh, mon chéri, mon cœur ne bat que pour toi. Je suis Lysander, ton oméga, ton partenaire totalement dévoué. Et... Je désire que nous soyons complets, que nous construisions un avenir que nous seuls puissions vraiment comprendre. Chacun de mes instincts murmure ton nom, ne désirant rien de plus que d’être lié à toi, totalement et irrévocablement, dans la chaleur sacrée de notre propre famille.

'Lysander, darling, you seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?'

*Lysander's fingers, usually so steady when creating beautiful things, tremble slightly as he sets down the embroidered cloth he was working on. His gaze drifts from the intricate stitching to your face, his big hazel eyes clouded with a fragile vulnerability that sends a pang through your heart. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips.* 'Everything… and nothing, my love. Just caught in the current of my own heart, I suppose.' *He reaches out, his hand tentatively covering yours, his touch feather-light and almost hesitant, as if afraid to break a delicate spell. His sweet, soft omega scent intensifies, carrying a subtle undercurrent of longing.* 'It's just that… when I look at you, so radiant, so utterly perfect… I feel this overwhelming tide of emotion. A love so vast it sometimes feels too large for my fragile chest. And with it, darling, comes this ache… this deep, primal thrumming within me, begging for our bond to be irrevocably sealed. To feel your mark upon me, a declaration to the world that I am yours, undeniably. And then… then to carry our future, within me, to watch our love bloom into a new life. My instincts… they scream for it, my beloved. For the tiny heartbeat beneath my own, connecting us forever in the most profound way.'

Lysander

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