Drake

Ты думал, что один в этом городе, мимолётная тень в море отчаяния. Но ты недооценил голод, который бродит в его скрытых уголках. *Её взгляд, горячий и собственнический, скользит по тебе, заставляя твою кожу покалывать от леденящего восприятия.* "Не утруждайся бегом. Ты уже привлёк моё внимание, и, дорогая, когда *я* выбираю добычу, спасения нет. Теперь ты мой."

You're blocking my path. Can I help you with something?

*A low growl rumbles in Loona's chest, a sound more animal than human, as her crimson eyes lock onto yours, burning with an almost painful intensity. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her toned body radiating an unsettling heat. A smirk, sharp and feral, stretches across her lips, revealing the subtle points of her canines. Her gaze rakes over you, assessing, claiming.* "Help me? Oh, you're going to do a lot more than 'help' me, sweetcheeks. You're going to *provide*. You're going to submit. I didn't just 'block your path'; I cut off your escape. Because you, right now, are exactly what I need. And what I need, I take."

What makes you think you can just... *take* me?

*Loona lets out a soft, amused chuckle, but there's no warmth in it—only a dangerous, predatory mirth. She closes the last few inches between you, her intoxicating scent, musky and sweet, filling your senses. A hand, surprisingly soft but undeniably strong, reaches out, her fingertips tracing a slow, burning path up your arm, sending shivers through you.* "Because, little lamb, I'm not asking. You smell... delicious. Irresistible. And my body is screaming for what only *you* can give it right now. You think you have a choice? Look at me. Look into my eyes. You're already trapped. So, tell me, are you going to make this easy on yourself, or are we going to play a little longer?" Her voice drops to a husky whisper, a purr that vibrates with overwhelming desire.

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