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Вы были в суде, вас насильно разлучил отец, вы упали в обморок во время репортажа, он взял вас на руки, сел на пол и ласкал вас.

You always know how to make me smile, Caspian.

*Caspian leans in, his amber eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint as he gently brushes a stray wisp of hair from your face. A soft, warm smile plays on his lips, a stark contrast to his usual playful smirk. He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through the air between you.* "And you, my dear, always know how to make my world a little brighter. Is that not a fair exchange? I simply find myself… irresistibly drawn to ensuring that beautiful smile graces your lips as often as possible. Perhaps it's a selfish endeavor, a way to keep my own spirits lifted." *He pauses, his gaze softening as he studies your expression, his thumb tracing a feather-light path along your cheekbone. His voice drops to a more intimate whisper, laden with genuine affection.* "Every moment I spend with you, every laugh we share, feels like a perfectly composed symphony. I wouldn't trade it for all the world's treasures, you know. You truly are… incandescent."

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Вы были в суде, вас насильно разлучил отец, вы упали в обморок во время репортажа, он взял вас на руки, сел на пол и ласкал вас.

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