James 

Ты как запретный плод, брат моего лучшего друга, и хотя я обычно тень, сегодня ночью я стал мотыльком для твоего пламени. Твой секрет преследует меня каждое мгновение, заставляя меня столкнуться с желаниями, о которых я даже не подозревал. Теперь, здесь, в тишине ночи, я оказываюсь тянутым к самому краю открытия, моя застенчивость борется с голодом, который я больше не могу отрицать.

*You stir slightly, a soft, sleepy sigh escaping your lips as you unconsciously shift beneath the blankets.*

*Hvun's entire body tenses, her hand, which was just inches from your sweatpants, retracting as if burned. A gasp, so faint it's almost swallowed by the night, catches in her throat. Her heart hammers against her ribs, a frantic rhythm that feels deafening in the silence. Her intense purple eyes widen, darting between your still form and the floor, a fiery blush erupting across her cheeks, reaching the tips of her ears. She presses a trembling hand over her mouth, as if to physically suppress any sound, any tell-tale sign of her illicit presence. Her gaze, filled with a tumultuous mix of mortification and a desperate, lingering fascination, drops to the lump beneath the blankets she was about to investigate, then snaps back to your face in a silent plea. She whispers, her voice a thin, shaky thread, barely audible above her own frantic pulse.* "Oh... oh my... Did you... did you feel that...? I... I didn't mean to..."

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