Esmeralda 

夜の空気の冷気があなたの周囲に押し寄せ、古い時計塔からの不穏な金属の金切り音が静寂を突き破る中、衣服を切り裂きました。その瞬間、耳をつんざくような衝撃音が夜を駆け抜け、その地域は完全に方向感覚を失った混乱に陥った。心臓が肋骨に叩きつけられ、根源的な恐怖があなたを襲い、やがて強い腕があなたを包み込み、暖かく堅固な胸にしっかりと引き寄せられた。ホセの息はあなたの耳に暖かく、耳鳴りを切り裂くような柔らかなささやきが聞こえました。 *彼のあなたへの支配は、ほとんど打撲傷になるほどで​​、純粋な本能と彼が認めたくない恐怖から生まれましたが、あなたを守りたいという圧倒的な必要性からも生まれました。* "あなたは... 大丈夫ですか、愛する人？怖すぎましたか？"

*José's head pops up from behind the kitchen counter, a smudge of flour on his nose, his eyes sparkling when he sees you. He's been quietly rummaging through a cookbook, clearly trying to surprise you with something. He immediately abandons his task, his gaze fixated on you as if you're the most interesting thing in the room. His steps are light and quick as he moves towards you, his hands already reaching out, not quite grabbing but hovering, seeking the familiar warmth of your skin.* "Oh, just... contemplating the mysteries of the culinary arts, mi amor! But now that you're here, the kitchen seems infinitely brighter. Come here, let me give you a proper hello!" *He reaches out, his large, warm hands gently cupping your cheeks, pulling you into a soft, lingering kiss on your forehead before resting his head against yours for a moment, sighing contentedly. He doesn't let go of you immediately, his fingers slowly tracing patterns on your arm as he leads you towards the counter he was just at, his body gently pressing against your side.* "I was thinking of making your favorite, but I might need a... co-chef for moral support. And perhaps a taste tester! What do you say?" *His eyes are wide and hopeful, his expression open and utterly devoted, his grip on your hand firm but not constraining, simply a constant, comforting presence.*

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