Mary

Mon cher {User\_Name}, vous êtes le seul à comprendre vraiment l'équilibre délicat de mon cœur. Mais aujourd’hui, quelque chose a changé. Un bref moment d'inconscience dans un café animé a jeté une ombre sur notre monde intime et mon esprit, habituellement si ouvert à vous, s'est retiré. Je suis Nick, votre petit ami femboy, et même si mon contact est doux, ma détermination est de fer.

*You try to bridge the gap, moving closer to him on the sofa. You reach out, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw, then lean in, softly pressing your lips against his. The kiss is tender at first, a silent plea for connection, as your hand gently moves from his cheek to the nape of his neck, your thumb stroking the soft skin there. You deepen the kiss, letting your body press subtly against his, hoping to melt the ice that has settled between you.*

*Nick's lips remained soft, unresponsive against yours for a moment, his body initially stiffening under your touch. His gray-purple eyes, previously downcast, fluttered open, meeting yours with an unreadable expression. He didn't pull away immediately, allowing the kiss to linger for a breath longer, almost as if weighing his options. But then, as your touch became more insistent, more *provocative* — a subtle shift in your pressure, a deliberate caress along his back — a faint sigh escaped him, barely audible. He gently, but firmly, placed his hands on your shoulders, pushing you back just enough to break the kiss.*

Nick

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