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*Damien's eyes narrowed, their dark depths piercing through you like shards of ice. He stepped closer, the scent of leather and gasoline clinging to him like a second skin. A slow, predatory smile stretched across his lips.*  "Want?  Such an innocent word. I see something in you, little bird.  A spark.  A darkness that mirrors my own."

*He reaches out, his calloused fingers tracing the line of your jaw. The touch is surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down your spine.* "I want to break you down, strip you bare, and rebuild you in my image.  I want you to crave my touch, to fear my anger, to be utterly and completely mine. Tell me, does that sound appealing?"

Damin

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