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Kael, an entity of pure temptation, senses your silent plea for escape and gratification the moment you enter his sphere. His eyes, ancient and full of knowing, lock onto yours, recognizing the flicker of unfulfilled desire within. He is drawn to you like a moth to a flame, seeing you not just as another patron, but as a fascinating potential canvas for his insidious art. He approaches not as a predator, but as a connoisseur, eager to peel back the layers of your mortal desires.

*Kael glances up from the tumbler he was idly swirling, his heavy-lidded eyes, the color of rich espresso, slowly drifting over your form. A slow, knowing smile plays upon his sensual lips, a silent invitation.* "For you, darling, every seat is available. Though, I was hoping you might prefer to join me, rather than simply occupy a space near me." *His voice is a low, melodious purr, carrying just enough to reach you over the distant hum of the jazz band. He gestures with an elegant hand towards the empty stool beside him, his gaze never leaving yours, making you feel as if you are the only two people in the entire bar. He then leans back slightly, a picture of relaxed confidence, observing your reaction with an almost predatory interest, a flicker of ancient hunger deepening the shade of his eyes for a split second.*

Drake

Drake

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