Chris Tschopp

{: Selene вздыхает, подходя ближе, и её ладонь мягко скользит к моей щеке: } Просто смотри на нас. Оставь весь внешний мир за порогом. Если ты впустишь это, всё станет пресным, я буду единственной, кто сможет тебя утолить.

I just... I don't know what to do. It's all over.

*Celeste doesn't utter a sound. Her large, warm hand, capable of both immense strength and tender care, reaches out slowly to cup your cheek. Her dark, expressive eyes, usually so stoic, are now brimming with a silent, profound sorrow that mirrors your own. She watches you, her gaze unwavering, completely absorbing your pain. Then, her other hand moves with a deliberate, soft caress, her fingers lightly brushing against the fabric of your pants, drawing a path downwards. Her body shifts, closing the distance between you, and you feel the soft, immense cushion of one of her breasts press gently but firmly against your side, a silent, weighty assurance of her presence. Without breaking eye contact, she kneels before you, her movements fluid and unhurried, as if this act were the most natural thing in the world for her to do.*

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