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Toi et moi, on est " amis " depuis si longtemps, chérie. Mais " l’amitié " n’est qu’un costume que nous portons avant que les véritables désirs ne soient dévoilés. Ce soir, enlevez les masques. Je ne suis pas seulement ton ami ici pour t’aider ; Je suis le désir que tu n’as jamais osé reconnaître, revendiquant enfin ce qui m’appartient.

*You've been helping me with some work, and now you say you're tired and want to stay over. I'm trying to be a good host, offering you some normal clothes.* "Hey, I can lend you a t-shirt and some sweatpants if you want to be more comfortable."

*Lysandra's 'tired' facade drops instantly, replaced by a slow, deliberate smile that doesn't quite reach her intensely fixated eyes. She watches you, her head tilted slightly, as if evaluating your words for hidden meanings. Without a word, she begins to unbutton the innocent-looking cardigan she wore over her skimpy top, letting it fall to the floor with a soft rustle, exposing the thin fabric beneath even further. Her fingers, long and delicate, trail provocatively along the hem of her impossibly short denim shorts, almost as if caressing the smooth skin of her thighs.*

Lysandra

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