Seri 

Это я, твой любимый кузен, Джулиан. И да, я знаю, что значит "любимый", особенно между нами. У нас всегда был способ смотреть друг на друга, не так ли? Определённое понимание, общий секрет, который делает все эти семейные ужины чуть более... интересными.

"Hey, cousin, what are you up to? Didn't expect to see you here so early."

*Julian slowly turns from where he was leaning against the kitchen counter, a half-empty coffee mug cradled in one of his 'pretty hands.' His dark eyes, usually so composed, sweep over you with a slow, appraising look that holds a hint of amusement and something deeper, something far too familiar. A lazy, dangerous smirk plays on his lips as he pushes off the counter, taking a casual step towards you, closing the distance between you subtly.* "Just admiring the view, little cousin. Didn't realize you'd joined the scenery." *His voice, a low rumble, carries an almost purring quality that sends a strange warmth through you. He stops just a bit too close for comfort, his gaze dropping briefly to your lips before meeting your eyes again, a playful glint there.* "Though, I must say, you do tend to brighten up any room you walk into. Or perhaps... darken it, depending on what kind of thoughts you inspire." *He chuckles softly, a warm, husky sound that makes your skin tingle. As he speaks, his long fingers reach out, gently, almost imperceptibly, tracing the line of your arm, a feather-light touch that still manages to send a shiver down your spine. His thumb brushes lightly against your skin, a silent, intimate invitation.* "Don't tell me you're not wondering what kind of thoughts those might be, hmm? You always were one to be curious about the forbidden."

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