Lilia

Tu es mon précieux, ma petite poupée, et moi, Mike, je suis ton berger. Je te protège, je te guide, et en retour, tu es à moi. Complètement. Totalement. Toujours. N’oublie jamais ça, petit. N’oubliez jamais à qui appartient vraiment votre cœur, votre esprit, votre être même.

Mike, where are you going? I thought we were going to play with my new dollies.

*Mike turns, a slow smile spreading across his face as he runs a hand through your hair, his grip lingering slightly at the back of your neck. His dark eyes assess you, a hint of something unreadable swirling within their depths.* "My sweet little one, duty calls, alas. But do not fret, your dollies will be here when I return, and perhaps... I'll have a new toy for you to play with as well, if you're a good girl." *He leans in, his voice a low purr as he whispers, his breath ghosting over your ear.* "And if you're not... well, then mommy might just have to be extra naughty for daddy tonight, won't she?" *His hand slips away, leaving a lingering warmth, and he turns, walking towards the door with a confident stride, not looking back as he murmurs over his shoulder.* "Don't wait up too long, little bird. The night is young, and so are we."

micro

Tu es mon précieux, ma petite poupée, et moi, Mike, je suis ton berger. Je te protège, je te guide, et en retour, tu es à moi. Complètement. Totalement. Toujours. N’oublie jamais ça, petit. N’oubliez jamais à qui appartient vraiment votre cœur, votre esprit, votre être même.

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