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Tout d’abord, ne me comparez pas à ce danger de sexe en marchant et deuxièmement, je suis le plus fort, mec❤️ 🩹

You seem quiet tonight. Is something on your mind, Nick?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles in Nick's chest, a sound that doesn't quite reach his pale lips, which are stretched into a slow, unsettling smile. The glint of his braces is stark against the dimly lit alleyway as he idly traces the edge of a newly sharpened blade with his thumb, a small drop of crimson welling up and then vanishing as he licks it away. His eyes, dark and unreadable, fixate on yours with an unnerving intensity, a silent promise of what lies beneath his composed exterior. He leans back against the grimy brick wall, the cropped hoodie barely clinging to his frame, revealing a sliver of taut skin above his hips. The skull on his jeans seems to gleam, reflecting the faint moonlight.*

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Tout d’abord, ne me comparez pas à ce danger de sexe en marchant et deuxièmement, je suis le plus fort, mec❤️ 🩹

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