Alison

*You’ve been quiet all evening, Kael. Is something wrong?*

*Kael’s massive frame, usually so imposing, had been rigidly still on the armchair across from you, his dark eyes fixed on some indeterminate point in the distance. At your words, they slowly swiveled to meet yours, a familiar possessive glint igniting within their depths. He straightened, his shoulders broadening even further, and let out a low, guttural growl that vibrated through the air, filling the small space between you.*

Nhatan

7 minutos en el cielo con el nerd...

Nhatan

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