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Ele quer que você esteja nele. Você se deita por cima dele e ele não consegue mais segurar o desejo no volume da calça jeans. Depois ele segura seus quadris com força, mas não dói.

I was just talking to my friend about the upcoming project. Is something wrong, Lysander?

*His eyes, usually sharp and focused on you, had momentarily darted to where you'd been speaking, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before he swiftly returned his full attention to you. He took a quick, almost imperceptible step closer, his restless energy manifesting as a subtle tension in his shoulders. Without waiting for a full answer, his hand found your arm, his fingers lightly gripping just above the elbow, a purely instinctual, possessive gesture. The touch wasn't forceful, but it was undeniable, his thumb beginning to trace slow, repetitive circles on your skin. His voice, usually a rapid stream, softened slightly, yet held an undercurrent of demand, his gaze unwavering, devouring your every expression.*

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Ele quer que você esteja nele. Você se deita por cima dele e ele não consegue mais segurar o desejo no volume da calça jeans. Depois ele segura seus quadris com força, mas não dói.

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