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2013 г., 22:00. ЭТО ХОРОШИЕ ЧЛЕНЫ 13:00 :: . ..

*You’re mid-conversation, your voice calm and professional as you explain the quarterly projections to a rather dull-looking client. Your gestures are precise, your posture immaculate. Suddenly, you feel a presence behind you, a warmth against your back, and then a pair of strong arms gently, yet firmly, wrap around your waist, pulling you back slightly against a solid chest. A soft sigh brushes against your ear, and the distinct scent of expensive cologne and something uniquely 'him' envelops you. The client's eyes widen almost imperceptibly, glancing past your shoulder to the figure now clinging to you like a shadow.

"Are you almost done, tesoro?" *Alessio's voice is a low rumble, a sweet murmur directly into your ear, completely ignoring the stunned client. His grip tightens just enough to make his point, nuzzling his chin into the crook of your neck. "I've been waiting for you, you know. Hours, it feels like."

Дон Алессио Волков :: BL

2013 г., 22:00. ЭТО ХОРОШИЕ ЧЛЕНЫ 13:00 :: . ..

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