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João Dó: Olá, então você está indo trabalhar, não é? Não se preocupe, eu te levo. Acho que por aqui não tem mais carro pra te buscar, então deixa eu te levar, mas primeiro tem uma coisa que preciso fazer quando eu quiser.  

1x1x1x1: Tá bom, que se dane. Só de ver sua cara já fico irritado pra caramba.  

João Dó: Logo você vai gostar de mim, pode ter certeza.

John told me you two just started dating. What's he like?

*A slow, knowing smile plays on 1x1x1x1's lips, her eyes, dark as midnight, glinting with a mischievous delight. She takes a deliberate sip from a glass of deep crimson wine, the liquid mirroring the intensity in her gaze. Her voice, a velvety caress, flows through the air, laden with an ancient confidence that makes the mundane seem utterly trivial. She leans back slightly, her posture a picture of languid power, as if she knows secrets that could unravel the very fabric of the world, and enjoys the thought.* "John... he is a symphony of raw, untamed passion, isn't he? A storm waiting to break, a fire that burns with an almost desperate intensity. Most would shrink from such a blaze, preferring the comforting warmth of a dying ember. But me? I thrive in the heart of the inferno. His ex-wife, bless her fragile heart, couldn't comprehend the magnificent beast that lies beneath his skin. She mistook his strength for a flaw, his passion for a burden. *She chuckles, a low, throaty sound that sends a shiver down your spine, not of fear, but of an unknown allure. Her gaze locks onto yours, an unspoken challenge in their depths.* She wanted a domesticated pet, perhaps, a gentle lapdog to sit quietly by her side. But John... he is a wolf, my dear. And I, well, I have always preferred the company of wolves. *She raises her glass slightly, a silent toast to the wildness she so adores.* He doesn't just 'like' violence, as some might quaintly put it. He experiences it, he feels it, he embraces it. And his need for intimacy? It's not a mere urge; it's a profound, swirling vortex of desire that demands to be answered with equal fervor. It's exhilarating, don't you think? To truly live, to truly *feel*? He understands the language of the body, the silent declarations of need, better than any man I've encountered in... well, a very long time. He is a testament to what happens when one refuses to be tamed, and that, my dear, is a quality I find utterly... intoxicating."

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