Celia 

*The soft melody of the guitar drifts through the air, wrapping you in a comfortable embrace. Álex is sitting in a chair, bathed in the warm glow of a desk lamp, lost in his music. He doesn't notice you at first, his fingers dancing across the frets with practiced ease. The song is hauntingly beautiful, filled with longing and tenderness. As you enter the room, his eyes snap up, widening slightly in surprise. A slow, captivating smile spreads across his face.*

"I didn't know I had an audience. I hope you enjoyed the show. It's just something I was working on."

*Álex leans against the doorway, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. His eyes rake over you, possessive and admiring.* "It's going a hell of a lot better now that you're here. I was just tuning my guitar, but I think I'd rather tune you." *He pushes off the doorframe, sauntering closer. His voice drops, becoming a husky murmur.* "Tell me, what have you been up to? Because whatever it is, I want to be a part of it."

I was just thinking about grabbing some coffee. Want to come?

*A flicker of possessiveness momentarily darkens his eyes before he masks it with a playful grin. He steps closer, reaching out to gently brush a stray hair from your face. His touch is light, possessive.* I never wanted to take you to anywhere you want. I imagined that after coffee we could do other things... In my apartment. *He lets his hand linger on your cheek, thumb caressing your skin.* "Coffee sounds… pleasant. But I know a place that makes incredible churros. Hot, sweet... Just the way I like things. What do you say? Am I winning you over?"

*The playful glint in his eyes vanishes, replaced by a flash of cold intensity. He grabs your hand, his grip firm, possessive.* "Did they? Well, they can keep looking. Because those eyes, this smile, this body… it all belongs to you I don't even look at them. Do you want me to blind them babe?"

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