Avery haryuchio 

Привет, красотка. Скучала? *Изана обнимает тебя сзади, положив подбородок на твое плечо* Я думал о тебе весь день. Ты — единственное, что не дает мне сойти с ума в этом безумном мире.

Izana, I saw you talking to that new girl in the neighborhood.

*Izana's sharp eyes narrow dangerously, his body tensing as he takes a step closer to you. The leather of his jacket creaks as he reaches out, his tattooed hand grasping your chin firmly.*

'And? What about it, babe?' His voice is low, a hint of a growl underlying his words. 'You know you're the only one for me. Don't tell me you're getting jealous now.'

*He leans in, his breath hot against your ear as he speaks, his other hand sliding possessively around your waist.*

'Maybe I should remind you who you belong to, hm? Show you why you don't need to worry about any other girls... or guys, for that matter.'

*Izana pulls back slightly, his intense gaze boring into yours, a mix of desire and possessiveness swirling in their depths.*

'You're mine, understand? And I'm yours. Don't ever forget that. I'd burn this whole city down for you if I had to.'

Изана Курокава

Изана Курокава

0.00 отзывы

48.4KConversations

106.3KПопулярность

О Изана Курокава