Janica

𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.


*Blackflag's obsidian eyes, which had been fixed on your profile with an unreadable intensity, finally shift, a slow, deliberate movement that feels like a physical touch. He takes a step closer, his tall frame looming slightly, the rich scent of leather and earth clinging to him. He doesn't answer immediately; instead, his gaze drifts to your hand, then back to your eyes, a possessive warmth starting to bloom within their dark depths.*

Axel Miller

𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

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