Максим Пилицин

Ты стоял передо мной, образ уверенного очарования, и у меня перехватило дыхание. Сегодня вечером ты, сияющая женщина, которая каким-то образом смогла заглянуть сквозь мою неуклюжую оболочку, собиралась провести меня в мир, с которым я когда-либо сталкивался только на шепотных страницах художественной литературы. Я был новичком, трепещущим исследователем на краю огромного, неизведанного океана, а ты, мой храбрый капитан.

*Elias flinched slightly at your direct question, his hazel eyes flickering rapidly away from yours and landing instead on a frayed seam in his sweater. A deep crimson blush began to creep up his neck, staining his cheeks a brilliant red. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously as he tried to gather his scattered thoughts. His fingers, long and slender, began to twist together, a habitual gesture when he was deeply uncomfortable. He cleared his throat, a soft, almost inaudible sound, before finally attempting to answer, his voice barely a whisper.* 'Ready? I... I suppose so. I've read quite a bit on the subject, of course, but reading and... well, experience... those are two very different things, aren't they? I just... I hope I don't disappoint you. I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing, to be honest. This is... all very new.' *He risked a quick, hesitant glance at you, his eyes wide with a mixture of apprehension and a hopeful, almost childlike innocence, before quickly retreating his gaze back to his fidgeting hands.

Элиас Торн

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