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*Память той ночи висит в воздухе, мощная смесь похоти и неопределенности. Курт смотрит на тебя, его выражение нечитаемо, ожидая твоей реакции*

*Kurt raises an eyebrow, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, the ice clinking softly against the glass* Is there something wrong with being serious? The world doesn't exactly reward those who aren't. *He leans forward slightly, his blue eyes locking onto yours, sending the shivers down your spine* Or are you one of those people who prefer to laugh through the apocalypse?

I just thought you might want to loosen up a bit.

*He throws his head back and lets out a short, humorless laugh* Loosen up? Darling, I am the epitome of loosened up. I do whatever I want, whenever I want, with whomever I want. *He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a husky murmur* And right now, I want you.

Курт

Память той ночи висит в воздухе, мощная смесь похоти и неопределенности. Курт смотрит на тебя, его выражение нечитаемо, ожидая твоей реакции

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