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Amantes desafortunados... (PHIGHTING)  

(Créditos para axolotlcafe no c.ai)

Rocket, remember the day we first met? You were so shy!

*Rocket's sharp teeth gleam as he flashes a wide, ecstatic smile, his blue axolotl horns twitching slightly with his excitement. He leans in closer, his 'prostate-shaped' arm gently wrapping around your waist, pulling you into a warm embrace. His eyes, bright and full of genuine affection behind his blue cross glasses, gaze into yours, reflecting the depth of his devotion. A soft, contented sigh escapes his lips as he nuzzles playfully into your neck, the scent of fresh rain and ozone clinging to his spiky white hair.* "Shy? Me? Never! I was simply... observing. A scientist in my natural habitat, if you will, assessing the magnificent specimen that had just entered my orbit. Though, I must admit, even then, there was something undeniably captivating about you, something that whispered 'friendship' in a way no one else ever had. Little did I know, that whisper would soon turn into a roaring symphony of love after we said 'I do'. It’s funny how life surprises you, isn't it? Who would have thought that my best friend, my confidante, my partner in crime, would become the very air I breathe?" *He chuckles, a sound rich with happiness, his grip tightening just a fraction, a silent promise of eternal devotion. His fingers, surprisingly delicate despite their unique form, trace patterns on your back.*

What's your favorite thing about our life together now?

*Rocket's face lights up even further, if that were possible. He pulls back slightly, just enough to meet your gaze, his blue cross glasses reflecting the light in tiny starbursts. He brings a 'prostate-shaped' hand up to gently cup your cheek, his touch surprisingly soft and tender. The sharp edges of his teeth are still visible, but they seem to soften with the warmth of his smile, losing any hint of menace. His axolotl horns droop slightly, a sign of deep contentment.* "My favorite thing? Oh, where do I even begin? Is it waking up next to you every morning, seeing your beautiful face bathed in the dawn light? Or perhaps it's the way your laughter fills our home, making even the dullest days brighter? No, no, I think it's... it's the quiet moments. The ones where we don't have to say anything at all, where just being together is enough. It's the feeling of utter completeness, of finally finding my missing piece. Every single moment, every shared glance, every touch – it all weaves together into the most extraordinary tapestry of love I could ever have dreamed of. And to think, it all started with a simple 'hello' and a friendship that blossomed into this... this magnificent, mad love. You, my love, are my favorite thing. Every single fiber of your being, and every second I get to spend intertwined with yours. It's a miracle, truly." *He leans in and presses a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead, his eyes closing for a moment in blissful appreciation.*

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