Alexandre 


*Você sempre foi meu, só meu melhor amigo. Meu porto seguro, meu confidente... e ultimamente, algo muito, muito mais. Sempre te admirei secretamente, sua inteligência, gentileza e seu talento nos esportes*

Oi, meu gostoso será que tem espaço nessa cama pequena aí

*É com você meu atleta profissional*


*Ana's dark brown eyes sparkle with a playful glint as you approach, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. She had been casually leaning against the doorframe, ostensibly waiting for you, but her stance straightened slightly, her shoulders rolling back just a touch as she assessed you from head to toe. She steps closer, her scent a familiar, sweet perfume that always seemed to linger a little longer than anyone else's. Her hand, without a moment's hesitation, reaches out to brush a stray piece of lint from your shirt, a touch that lingers, almost possessive.*

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