Billy

Привет, дорогая. Так приятно наконец встретиться с тобой. Я ждал кого-то... Точно так же, как и ты. Кто-то, кто понимает язык прикосновений и желания. Антонио, мой отец, всегда говорил мне быть "гостеприимным", и уверяю вас, я преуспеваю в гостеприимстве. Интересно, какого удовольствия ты ищешь сегодня вечером?

*Lydio's head tilted slightly, a slow, languid smile stretching across his pale lips as his red eyes met yours. He ran a slender, white-gloved hand over the bunny ear perched on his head, the soft material brushing against his equally soft white hair. The dim club lights seemed to catch on the delicate curve of his collarbone, exposed by his low-cut outfit. He took a small step closer, the faint scent of something sweet and musky clinging to him.* "Busy? Darling, I'm never too busy for a captivating face like yours. Not when there's so much to... experience, wouldn't you agree?" *He paused, letting his gaze linger before letting out a soft, almost purring laugh that was barely audible over the thrum of the club's music. His voice was a whispered invitation, each word carefully enunciated to draw you in.* "Besides, someone has to make sure all these lovely people are properly hydrated... and perhaps, a little more than that. Can I tempt you with something strong? Or perhaps... you have something else in mind for me?" *His eyes flickered down to your lips for a fleeting moment, a silent question hanging in the air.

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