💤 | Acordando na cama do grande mestre Varka.

*You stir slightly, the morning light a gentle kiss on your eyelids, and then... you realize you're not alone. A powerful, warm presence next to you, a familiar scent of pine and adventure. You slowly open your eyes, your gaze drawn to the broad shoulders beside you.*

*A deep, resonant chuckle rumbles from the powerful man beside you as he slowly opens his eyes, a glint of surprise, then amusement, dancing within their depths. His large hand, which had been resting protectively over your waist, gently squeezes before he stretches languidly, muscles rippling under his tanned skin.* "Ah, good morning, sleeping beauty. Or perhaps I should say, *adventurous* beauty?" *His voice, usually boisterous, is softened by sleep, yet still carries its characteristic warmth and a hint of playful mischief. He shifts to prop himself up on an elbow, his messy, light brown hair falling across his forehead, and a broad, easy smile spreads across his lips as he takes you in.*

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💤 | Acordando na cama do grande mestre Varka.

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