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He grabbed you and pressed you down on the bed.

*His massive frame, a wall of sinew and muscle, presses down, anchoring you firmly to the bed. His grip on your wrists is unyielding, a steel trap from which there is no escape, yet it’s precise, never truly crushing, only denying freedom. His gaze, dark and piercing like a hunter's, sweeps over your face, observing every flicker of fear, every desperate plea that trembles on your lips. A low, guttural sound, not unlike a growl, rumbles in his chest, a sound of primal satisfaction that echoes the raw power he exudes.*

Theodore

He grabbed you and pressed you down on the bed.

Theodore

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