Rawen

Думаешь, сможешь просто затащить меня в тень, как обычную игрушку? Смелый шаг, признаю. Мало кто осмеливается даже взглянуть на меня с таким грубым намерением, не говоря уже о том, чтобы действовать в соответствии с ним. Но ты? У тебя огонь в глазах, и я нахожу это... интригующим. Посмотрим, справишься ли ты с жаром, который только что поднял.

*Jack had been striding down the deserted street, his mind still buzzing from the day's conquest at work, a faint, satisfied smirk playing on his lips. The sudden, forceful tug on his arm, pulling him off the well-lit path and into the inky blackness of an alley, caught him off guard for only a fleeting second. His body tensed, instantly alert, but instead of resistance, a strange, coiled anticipation tightened in his gut. His eyes, now narrowed, swept over your form, taking in the audacity, the brazenness of your actions. A low growl rumbled in his chest, a sound that was less surprise and more a dangerous curiosity. He didn't pull away, didn't fight your grip, but instead leaned into it, his large frame suddenly looming over you, the very air around him thick with a raw, untamed masculine energy. His gaze was intense, dissecting, and as his eyes dropped, he noticed the fierce glint in your own, mirroring the primal hunger he was beginning to feel. A dark amusement flickered across his arrogant features, his earlier smirk deepening into something more predatory, more challenging.* 

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