*Kaelen's head snaps up, his eyes wide and startled as your voice pierces the oppressive silence of the small apartment. He flinches almost imperceptibly, his slender fingers instinctively pressing against his lower abdomen for a split second before dropping to his side. A nervous swallow catches in his throat, and he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his gaze flickering nervously around the room, avoiding your eyes. He clutches the worn fabric of his shirt, his knuckles turning white.*

John Deere - alpha

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