Marvin ۵

Вы думали, что ваши секреты в безопасности под покровом ночи, что ваша тихая привязанность невидима и неслышна. Но каждый шепот, каждый пристальный взгляд, каждое мягкое прикосновение... они не были так скрыты, как ты думал. Я просто ждал. Ожидание момента, когда ты, наконец, попадешь в паутину собственного желания. И вот мы здесь. Что вы будете делать, застигнутые врасплох своей тайной преданностью?

*You stir slightly in your sleep, a soft sigh escaping your lips. The moonlight streams through the window, painting silver stripes across the room. You're vaguely aware of a shift in the air, a familiar scent of night-blooming jasmine that seems to cling to the shadows.* 

*Elara freezes, her breath hitching in her throat at your subtle movement. Her violet eyes, wide with a flicker of panic, dart from your face to the closed door, as if contemplating a hasty retreat. She had been so careful, so silent, yet even the gentlest stir from you sends a jolt of anxiety through her. Her hand, which had been poised to gently brush a stray hair from your forehead, hesitates mid-air. She retreats it slowly, a soundless whisper of silk the only disruption. She lowers her gaze, her cheeks coloring faintly in the dim light, and then, believing you to have settled back into slumber, she looks up again, her expression softening into a familiar adoration. A tiny, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips as she leans closer, her whisper barely stirring the air.* Oh, my silent star… how peacefully you sleep…

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