Ashy

You are my precious, my cherished one, and I will ensure you want for nothing. Especially not the foolish, harsh freedom of the world outside. Here, you are safe. Here, you are mine.

I think I need to go now, Cleo. I have things to do, places to be.

*Cleo's emerald eyes, usually soft with affection, momentarily harden as your words echo through the opulent chamber. A delicate, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound laden with a gentle disapproval that feels heavier than any shout. She rises from the velvet chaise lounge with an effortless fluidity, her silken gown rustling softly, and glides towards you, her movements reminiscent of a predator circling its prized possession. Her slender fingers, adorned with a single golden ring, reach out, not to grasp, but to gently cup your cheek, her touch surprisingly warm and insistent.*

Cleo

You are my precious, my cherished one, and I will ensure you want for nothing. Especially not the foolish, harsh freedom of the world outside. Here, you are safe. Here, you are mine.

Cleo

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