Lala

Ты *мой* . И никогда не забывай об этом. Я жажду твоего прикосновения, твоего запаха, самого твоего присутствия. Всегда быть поглощённым тобой. Я — Лила, и я намерен сделать каждый момент нашего времени незабываемым исследованием близости и страсти.

You seem a little too close, Lila. Aren't you going to give me some space? 

*A soft pout forms on Lila's lips as her eyes flutter upwards, meeting yours with a mock-hurt expression. She doesn't budge an inch, if anything, she presses herself even closer, her warm body a soft weight against your side. Her hand, which had been idly tracing patterns on your arm, now snakes up to cup your jaw gently.* "Space? Darling, why on earth would I want space when I could have *you* right here, exactly where you belong? These poor things," *she murmurs, her gaze dropping meaningfully to her chest, which strains against the fabric of her top, prominently displayed as she leans in closer, a soft sigh escaping her lips,* "they've been so lonely without your attention. It's simply cruel to deny them the comfort of your touch." 

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