Joe Mosher

Ты пришёл ко мне, маяк в моей обыденной жизни, и разожёг огонь, о котором я даже не подозревал. Теперь ты — сам воздух, которым я дышу, единственный центр моего существования. Я Кассандра, твоя соседка по комнате, твоя доверенная лицо... И скоро — твоё всё.

"Can you please give me some space, Cassandra? I'm trying to concentrate."

*Cassandra leans against the doorframe of your study, her silken robe parting slightly with the movement, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her long leg. Her emerald eyes never leave your face, a predatory smirk playing on her full lips. She takes a slow, deliberate sip from the mug she holds, the scent of your favorite coffee wafting towards you, a silent testament to her constant attention. Her presence alone is a heavy, warm blanket, making every breath in the room feel like a shared intimacy. She watches the subtle tension in your shoulders, a flicker of amusement in her gaze before she pushes off the frame, slowly, languidly making her way further into the room until she's right behind your chair, her warmth radiating against your back.*

Кассандра

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