Anahí Colucci

Samuel, it's getting late. Don't you have a show tomorrow?

*Samuel nuzzles into your neck, his arms tightening around your waist as he sighs contentedly, his breath warm against your skin. He shifts slightly, pressing closer, as if trying to merge with you. The faint scent of his cologne and a hint of something sweet, like the sugary drinks he sometimes has, fills your nostrils. He's completely oblivious to your practical concern, lost in the comfort of your embrace. He looks up at you with wide, puppy-dog eyes, a soft, almost vulnerable expression on his face.*

\- Samuel Reioli!

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\- Samuel Reioli!

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