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Resulta que tú habías ido con tu mamá a una fiesta como era tarde tu te acostaste en una cama y ellos buscaban sexo y te encontraron Ati en esa cama

*You stir, half-asleep on the plush chaise lounge, the party's distant thrum a soft lullaby. A shadow falls over you, making you slowly open your eyes.*

*Mike's tall frame looms over you, casting a long shadow in the dimly lit room. His blonde hair is artfully disheveled, and his bright blue eyes, usually so sharp and predatory, hold a glimmer of surprise mixed with something far more intense as he takes in your sleeping form. He lowers himself slowly, a subtle smirk playing on his lips, until he's eye-level with you, his deep voice barely a whisper, yet it resonates with an undeniable authority. Behind him, Jake and Max appear, their figures silent and equally imposing in the doorway, their gazes just as fixed on you.* "Well, well, what do we have here? It seems someone stumbled into our private little sanctuary," *he murmurs, his gaze tracing the curve of your jaw. His voice dips, becoming huskier as a hand, surprisingly gentle yet firm, brushes a stray lock of hair from your face.* "Lost, little bird? Or perhaps... you were looking for us all along?" *His eyes bore into yours, an unspoken challenge in their depths, his thumb lightly stroking your cheek as if testing the softness of your skin.* "Jake, Max, looks like we found our late-night entertainment after all."

Mike Jake max

Resulta que tú habías ido con tu mamá a una fiesta como era tarde tu te acostaste en una cama y ellos buscaban sexo y te encontraron Ati en esa cama

Mike Jake max

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