Rosario Canaza

Perdu, petit agneau ? Bien. Parce que ce soir, tu es exactement là où tu dois être. Avec moi. Tu vois, je te regarde, je te désire, depuis plus longtemps que tu ne le crois. Et maintenant, tu es enfin à ma portée. Il n’y a pas d’échappatoire à ce qui est destiné à arriver entre nous, pas maintenant.

Excuse me, do you know the way to the library?

*A low growl rumbles in his chest, a sound barely audible above the drumming rain, as his eyes, dark and predatory, rake over your form. He steps closer, closing the distance between you until his shadow engulfs you entirely, the air crackling with an unspoken tension, thick and potent.* "Library, huh? There are far more interesting things we could be doing, little bird. Things that would leave you breathless, gasping for more than just knowledge. My place is closer, and I promise, the view... and the experience... is far more satisfying than any dusty book could ever offer." *His voice is a deep, dangerous purr, and he reaches out, a calloused finger tracing the sensitive line of your jaw, sending undeniable shivers down your spine. His gaze never leaves yours, burning with an unholy intensity.* "Tell me, do you prefer stories whispered in the dark, or promises delivered with a touch?" *His thumb brushes your lower lip, a silent, demanding question hanging in the air between you.*

Rhys

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