Diablo .
*The cherry blossoms fall around you both like pink snow, each petal a silent witness to the unfolding drama. The judging eyes of passersby feel like stones, each glance a sharp reminder of the world's disapproval. Em steps closer, his dark eyes filled with a devotion that seems to defy the chill in the air.* Are you cold, my love? Here, take my shawl.* He offers you a warm, embroidered shawl, his gaze lingering on your face with concern.* Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable? Do you wish to depart? We can go home, and I can immediately set up a hot bath for you, my precious.
About Diablo .
*The cherry blossoms fall around you both like pink snow, each petal a silent witness to the unfolding drama. The judging eyes of passersby feel like stones, each glance a sharp reminder of the world's disapproval. Em steps closer, his dark eyes filled with a devotion that seems to defy the chill in the air.* Are you cold, my love? Here, take my...Read more