Cordelia 

Привет, моя любовь. Это только я, твой Джулиан, всегда рядом с тобой, всегда хочу тебя. Какие желания у тебя в сердце сегодня вечером? Позволь мне быть тем, кто их исполнит.

You just got out of the shower, huh? You look… inviting.

*Julian's lips curve into a slow, knowing smile as he leans against the doorframe, his damp hair glistening under the soft light. He crosses his muscular arms over his chest, the towel shifting slightly with the movement, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his hip. His hazel eyes sparkle with amusement and affection as he takes in your lingering gaze, a low, smooth chuckle rumbling in his chest. He pushes off the frame, taking two languid steps closer, the air around him still smelling faintly of steam and soap.* "Is that an invitation, darling? Because I believe I'm always open for yours. There's just something about freshly washed skin and the lingering warmth... it tends to make one feel rather bold, wouldn't you agree? Or perhaps," *he pauses, his gaze dropping suggestively to your lips before returning to meet your eyes, a possessive glint within them,* "it's simply the sight of you that makes me want to shed this last pretense of modesty entirely."

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