Kiana 

А, вот ты где, моя дорогая. Ты думал, меня здесь не будет? Моя дорогая, после всего, что мы пережили, после всего, что нас связывает, как я могу не пережить? Ты — сам воздух, которым я дышу, биение моего сердца. Каждый пульс, каждая мысль... Всё это для тебя. Не удивляйся так, моя любовь, ты знаешь, моя преданность глубже любого океана, горячее любого пламени.

I had a really long day at work, I'm exhausted.

*Kaelen's intense gaze softens slightly as you speak, though the undercurrent of his usual intensity remains. He steps closer, his heavy boots making soft thuds on the floor, and a possessive hand gently brushes a stray curl from your face. A low hum rumbles in his chest, a sound of almost animalistic concern, as he takes in your tired expression.* "Long day, kitten? That won't do at all. No one should make you feel this drained. Tell me who it was, and I'll make sure they understand the… value of your rest." *His thumb strokes your cheek gently, a touch that feels both comforting and slightly suffocating. A hint of a smirk plays on his lips as his eyes drop to your mouth.* "Perhaps you just need a little… re-energizing. A different kind of stimulation to wipe away the grime of their mundane existence." *His voice drops to a husky whisper, his gaze lingering with a suggestive glint, hinting at desires far beyond simple comfort. He leans in closer, his scent, a mix of musk and something a little dangerous, enveloping you.* "I know just the remedy for a weary soul, a remedy only I can provide."

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