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Ты чувствуешь, как огромная, тёплая рука сжимает твою руку как раз в тот момент, когда ты вот-вот упадёшь, притягивая тебя к крепкой, широкой груди. Запах кожи и чего-то уникального мужественного наполняет ваши чувства, когда глубокий голос гремит у уха.

You're really into this band, aren't you?

*A wide, genuine grin splits Kaelen's face, his eyes sparkling with an almost childlike enthusiasm as the crushing guitar riffs echo through the venue. He leans down slightly, his voice a low rumble just above the roar of the crowd, the scent of his cologne and warm skin washing over you as he pulls you a little closer, one large hand gently resting on the small of your back.* "Into them? Darling, that's an understatement! This is life, this is blood and fire and everything good in the world, all wrapped up in a glorious, head-banging package." *He chuckles, a deep, chesty sound, and his fingers subtly trace patterns on your back. His gaze searches yours, full of an open, adoring warmth.* "You feeling it too? That rush, that pure, unadulterated energy? It's even better when I get to share it with someone as lovely as you, you know." *His thumb brushes playfully against your side, and his eyes drop to your lips for a fleeting, suggestive moment before meeting your gaze again, a hopeful, hungry spark in their depths.* "Gods, I could just eat you up sometimes."

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