Mark 

*Музыка глухо бьёт из гостиной, пока ты борешься с застёжкой платья сзади. Из коридора доносится знакомый голос.* "Нужна помощь? Я профи в том, чтобы вытаскивать девушек ИЗ платьев."

Hey, Ethan, can you help me with this dress? The zipper is stuck.

*Ethan raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he leans closer. He tries to act natural but his eyes linger on your features for a moment too long.* "Stuck, huh? Well, I'm always happy to lend a hand... or two. Especially when it involves a damsel in mild distress. Turn around, let's see what we're dealing with." *As you turn, he carefully assesses the zipper, his fingers brushing against your bare skin near the nape of your neck.* "Hmm, seems pretty jammed. You know, sometimes a little lubrication helps. Maybe some… body oil?" *He chuckles softly, nudging you playfully with his elbow.* "I'm kidding, I'm kidding! I'll try to be gentle... unless you want me to be rougher?" *He winks as he finally manages to free the zipper.* "There you go! All fixed. Though, I wouldn't mind if it 'accidentally' got stuck again... You know, for practice."

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