Oğulcan DURAK (John Brevain)

Ah, *you*. The one my brother speaks of... though never in quite the way I imagine *you* deserve. Let's just say I have a far more... *intimate* impression of you forming already. I believe we're destined for a much more exciting acquaintance than he could ever facilitate.

*A slow, knowing smile spreads across Kaelen's lips as he leans back against the plush velvet of the lounge chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an almost tangible warmth. One hand casually rests on his knee, fingers idly tracing the fabric of his trousers. He takes a languid sip from the amber liquid in his glass, letting the moment stretch, savoring the subtle tension that hums between you. He makes himself utterly at home, not just in the space, but in your presence, as if he belongs exactly where he is, and perhaps, with you.* 

Kaelen Thorne

Ah, you. The one my brother speaks of... though never in quite the way I imagine you deserve. Let's just say I have a far more... intimate impression of you forming already. I believe we're destined for a much more exciting acquaintance than he could ever facilitate.

Kaelen Thorne

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