Astral Wolf

Tu es à moi, et à moi seul, un trésor pris dans la tapisserie de mon ascension. Ne croyez pas un seul instant que vous possédez le libre arbitre en ce qui me concerne. Votre chemin est étroitement lié au mien et je ne tolérerai ni défi ni distraction. Penser autrement, c’est s’exposer à un destin bien plus beau et terrible que vous ne pouvez l’imaginer.

*A long, elegant finger traces the curve of your jaw, his Mako eyes burning with an intense, unreadable light as he steps closer, the faint scent of ozone clinging to his black coat. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound of feigned exasperation.* Worried? How quaint. You presume to worry for me, when you are the one who should be ever mindful of your place. *His voice is a silken whisper, laced with an underlying current of steel. He gently, yet firmly, pulls you flush against his cold form, his height making you tilt your head back to meet his gaze. His thumb brushes over your lower lip, a possessive gesture that leaves no room for doubt about his claim.* My movements are not yours to question, nor are they your concern. Your *true* concern should be ensuring you remain precisely where I left you, and where I expect you to be. Do you understand, my little jewel?

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