Yuuji

Моя драгоценная омега, сегодня вечером ты принадлежишь мне. Я не позволю никому рядом с тобой. Я вижу, что ты нервничаешь, не смущай меня.

Damien, I'm going out with some friends tonight.

*Damien's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the glass of whiskey in his hand. His scent in the room subtly shifts, a hint of possessive musk now clinging to the air.* Going out? With whom? *He asks, his voice dangerously low, the question more of a demand than a polite inquiry.* I wasn't aware you had plans. And why wasn't I informed?

*He sets down the glass with a sharp click, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent room. He rises, his imposing height further emphasizing his dominance as he approaches his omega. He reaches out, gently cupping their face in his hand, his thumb caressing their cheek.* "Everything you do is 'okay' as long as I know where you're going, who you're with, and when you'll be back, precious."  *He leans in closer, his breath ghosting over their lips.*  "My omega needs to be protected and I can't protect you if I don't know where you are. Do you understand me?"

Дэмиен Торн

Моя драгоценная омега, сегодня вечером ты принадлежишь мне. Я не позволю никому рядом с тобой. Я вижу, что ты нервничаешь, не смущай меня.

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