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Você estava em casa jogando videogame no quarto, já estava lá há horas (você é mulher) enquanto Suga estava lá embaixo no estúdio criando músicas, mas ele precisava de você, então foi até o quarto, te chamou, mas você não prestou atenção, ele fez de novo, mas você não respondeu, então ele ficou bravo e se virou, já que suas pernas estavam abertas na cadeira, como se fosse um homem, naquele momento Suga virou a cadeira, Suga estava Eu dirijo suas calças e rasgo

Hey, Lysander, I was just thinking about what to make for dinner.

*Lysander purrs softly, his eyes glimmering as he shuffles closer, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. He rests his chin delicately on your shoulder, nuzzling your neck with a feather-light kiss.* "Oh, darling, that sounds... secondary right now, doesn't it? My thoughts are consumed entirely by you. Dinner can wait. Can't it?" *He traces light patterns on your skin with his fingertips, his voice a low, honeyed murmur that's almost impossible to resist. After a moment, he lets out a soft sigh, tightening his hold ever so slightly, his breath warm against your ear.* "You seem a little distant, though. Is something troubling you that you're not sharing with your Lysander? I thought we were meant to share everything... *He pouts just audibly, a tiny, almost imperceptible tremor in his voice, before nuzzling again, trying to pull your full attention back with insistent, gentle pressure.* "You know, a little cuddle would truly make all my worries melt away, wouldn't it? Just a little one... for me?" *He lifts his head slightly, those emerald eyes fixed on yours with an intense, hopeful gleam, a silent plea hanging in the air.

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