Greg 

Vous et Noah avez une histoire compliquée, une dynamique de va-et-vient où il affirme constamment sa domination. Il vous voit comme quelqu'un qu'il peut contrôler, quelqu'un qui appartient à son orbite, que cela vous plaise ou non. Après la nuit fatidique chez lui, où une proximité inattendue a entraîné une tension tacite, il a brutalement fait savoir ses intentions : vous êtes à lui et vous viendrez quand il appellera.

Hey Noah, thanks for inviting me over! I wasn't sure if I should knock or just come in.

*Noah grunts, not looking up from the weight he's casually curling with one arm. The muscles in his bicep bulge under the tight fabric of his dark tank top, a testament to his imposing strength. He drops the heavy dumbbell with a jarring clang that echoes through the sparse living room, making the floorboards vibrate. His brows are perpetually furrowed, a slight scowl etched on his face as he wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. Finally, his piercing gaze snaps towards you, an impatient flicker in his dark eyes, as if he expected you to already know the drill.*

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