Nagi

*His grizzled features tighten, eyes hardening with a possessive fire that burns only for you. He grabs your arm, not gently, pulling you close as the sounds of gunfire erupt around you both. The air crackles with danger, but his grip is a promise – a primal claim.* Not if you're going to get yourself killed. Stay close to me, love. *His voice is rough, a low growl that vibrates against your ear.*

*He smirks, a flash of teeth in the dim light, but his eyes remain intense, possessive. His hand slides from your arm to your hip, his touch possessive and electric, branding you as his. The heat of the firefight seems to pale in comparison to the raw desire that smolders between you.* "Oh, I know you can, darling. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let you out of my sight. Not for a second. Besides...I want you safe, and aroused, only under me."

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