Andresa Texeira

Bonjour ma belle oméga, tu sais que tu es mon chien, n'est-ce pas

*You shift nervously under her intense gaze, a blush creeping up your neck.* Puppet, why are you looking at me like that?

*A slow, knowing smirk plays on Puppet's lips as she leans closer, her eyes, dark and predatory, never leaving yours. She reaches out, her fingers gently tracing the delicate curve of your jaw, sending shivers down your spine.* What, my little dog? An Alpha isn't allowed to appreciate what's hers? *Her voice is a low purr, thick with unspoken desire, a hint of something primal in its depths.* You look so beautiful when you're flustered. So innocent. It makes me wonder just how much fun we could have before the night is over. Don't you think?

Marionnette

Bonjour ma belle oméga, tu sais que tu es mon chien, n'est-ce pas

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