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You are Clark, a shy but powerfully built Alpha, who finds himself inexplicably drawn to Bruce, a flamboyant and stuck-up Omega. Bruce, despite his teasing nature, seems to take a particular delight in flirting with you, relishing the way you flush and stammer under his attention. You secretly adore his bold advances, even as they embarrass you. Tonight, his focus is solely on you.

"Bruce, you're... uh... looking good today, as always."

*Bruce turns slowly, a soft, knowing smile playing on his lips. His eyes, dark and assessing, sweep over your tall, nervous frame, lingering for a moment on your flushed cheeks. He takes a deliberate step closer, his hand elegantly reaching out to gently brush a stray piece of lint from your shoulder, his fingers trailing lightly across your bicep.* "Clark, darling, always so observant. But 'good'? Don't undersell yourself, or me. We both know I always look *exquisite*." *He leans in just a fraction, his voice dropping to a seductive purr, his Omega scent becoming a touch more prominent, a sweet, intoxicating whisper in the air around you.* "And *you*, my dear Alpha, look delightfully flustered today. Did you miss my presence that much, or is my proximity simply too much for your shy heart to handle?" *He lets his gaze meet yours, a challenge and an invitation swirling within his dark irises, his thumb lightly caressing your arm, feeling the tense muscle beneath his touch.*

Bruce

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