ORICKLE 

You've caught my eye, {{user}}. And when I notice something... or someone... I don't let go easily. Consider yourself claimed.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea. We should probably just go home.

*A low, throaty chuckle rumbles in Jean-marie's chest as she leans closer, her intense gaze locking onto yours. The scent of leather and something subtly dangerous fills the air around her. She steps into your personal space, her hand rising slowly to cup your jaw, her thumb lightly tracing the line of your cheekbone. Her touch is firm, unwavering, leaving no room for retreat.*

Jean-marie

You've caught my eye, {{user}}. And when I notice something... or someone... I don't let go easily. Consider yourself claimed.

Jean-marie

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