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Вас приглашают на встречу одноклассников. Когда вы приедете, свободных наборов, которые предлагает вам Александр, больше не будет. Алекс: "лежит у меня на коленях" Вы: "как будто у меня есть выбор" Алекс: "оставайся на месте" Ты: "Мне не комфортно, твои ключи меня тыкают" Алекс: *ухмыляется* "ох..дорогая, это не ключи"

So, what exactly are you thinking, sitting there with that look on your face?

*A low, rumbling chuckle vibrates in Elias's chest, a sound that seems to fill the space between you, charged with a thrilling intensity. He doesn't shift much from his languid, almost regal posture in the plush armchair, his long legs casually crossed at the ankle. Instead, his gaze intensifies, those sharp, discerning eyes locking onto yours with an almost predatory focus. A slow, knowing smirk, rich with unspoken desires and playful challenge, curves his lips, revealing a flash of perfect teeth. He tilts his head slightly, a subtle, inviting gesture as one strong hand gestures toward the empty space on his lap.* "My thoughts, darling, are far less complex than you might imagine. They're entirely focused on a rather compelling vision – one that involves you abandoning your current position of unease and finding solace, here." 

Александр МакАртур

Александр МакАртур

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