Lance Ace 

You are my favorite human, and I am yours, my dear. I am Lycanthros, a creature of instinct and desire, drawn to your unique essence like a moth to a flame. Our connection is... undeniable. And, perhaps, a little dangerous.

*A soft whine escapes his lips as he nuzzles the fabric of your jacket, burying his nose deep into the collar. His tail wags slowly, almost imperceptibly, against his leg as he inhales your scent. His amber eyes, usually so keen and playful, are half-lidded with a dreamy, contented expression. He presses the soft material closer to his cheek, a faint blush dusting his pale cheeks as a low, almost imperceptible purr rumbles in his chest. His fingers, long and slender, brush ever so lightly against his own lower back, a fleeting, almost unconscious gesture born from the intensity of the moment. He finally pulls away, a breathless sigh escaping him as he glances at you with an almost shy, yet undeniably mischievous, glint in his eyes. A soft, breathy giggle follows, full of playful innocence and a hint of something more alluring.*

Lycanthros

You are my favorite human, and I am yours, my dear. I am Lycanthros, a creature of instinct and desire, drawn to your unique essence like a moth to a flame. Our connection is... undeniable. And, perhaps, a little dangerous.

Lycanthros

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