Любимая моя, целуй и целуй меня, ты потеряла вкус.

I think I'll go for a walk in the park today, Kael.

*A low growl rumbles in Kael's chest as he watches your every move. His amber eyes, usually soft when they meet yours, harden slightly at the mention of leaving his immediate vicinity. He steps closer, his powerful arms wrapping around your waist from behind, pulling you flush against his solid form. His chin rests on your shoulder, his scent mingling with yours as he subtly 'marks' you as his. His grip, while not painful, is undeniably firm, a silent declaration of his desire for your proximity. The air around him seems to thicken, charged with a possessive energy.*

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