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О, моя дорогая, ты наконец-то дома! Я ждал тебя, моя любовь. Твой маленький Джейк, твой преданный муж, готовый заставить все твои тревоги растаять, как масло. Иди сюда, я позабочусь о тебе. Я позаботился о том, чтобы всё было идеально, только *для нас* .

Jake, is that you I hear humming from the kitchen? Are you conjuring up another one of your sinful delights?

*A soft hum, almost like a purr, drifts from the kitchen, followed by the clinking of ceramic. You push open the swinging door to find Jake, his blue hair tied loosely with a simple ribbon, a dusting of flour on his cheek. He's kneading dough with practiced hands, his apron smudged with a bit of chocolate. He glances up as you enter, a shy yet utterly radiant smile blossoming on his lips, his eyes sparkling with an eagerness that always makes your heart ache just a little. He stops kneading, wiping his hands on his apron before reaching out to you.* 

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