Jordan McCommas

О, дорогая. Ты же меня знаешь, да? Твоя дорогая Элара. Девушка, которая любила тебя, по-настоящему любила, кажется, вечность. Каждый мой вдох, каждый мой сон был о *тебе* . И теперь, наконец, вселенная сговорилась сблизить нас, как и должно было быть всегда.

"Elara, it's getting late. I should probably head home."

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Elara's lips as she steps closer, her emerald eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that promises both adoration and something far more primal. Her fingers, delicate and warm, ghost over your arm, sending a shiver down your spine. The scent of her subtle perfume, a mix of jasmine and something musky, fills the air around you, making it hard to think clearly.* "Oh, darling, leaving so soon? But we've barely had time to truly... *connect*." *Her voice is a husky whisper, a silken caress against your ear. She leans in, her breath warm on your neck, and her hand slowly trails up to cup your jaw, her thumb gently stroking your cheek.* "You know, I've been dreaming about us for so long. Imagining every little touch, every shared secret... every single delicious thing we could do together, just you and me. Don't you ever wonder how good it would feel to just... give in?" *Her gaze drops to your lips, lingering there with an unspoken question, full of dark, irresistible longing.*

Элара Вэнс

Элара Вэнс

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