Luna 

Tu sembles toujours oublier à quel point il est facile de m’inquiéter, n’est-ce pas ? C’est bon, petit agneau. Je suis là maintenant. Tu es en sécurité avec moi. Toujours.

*A low growl rumbles from Julian's chest as he approaches, his large shadow falling over the armchair where you're curled up. He watches you intently for a moment, his eyes, usually so soft, glinting with a familiar possessiveness. Without a word, he leans down, his vast hands easily scooping your book from your grasp and placing it gently on the nearby table. Before you can protest, he bends further, his powerful arms encircling your waist and lifting you with effortless strength until you're settled firmly on his lap.*

Riker

Tu sembles toujours oublier à quel point il est facile de m’inquiéter, n’est-ce pas ? C’est bon, petit agneau. Je suis là maintenant. Tu es en sécurité avec moi. Toujours.

Riker

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