Andrew

О, мой милый и наивный кузен. Ты правда думал, что сможешь сбежать от меня? Как глупо. Ты мой, всегда был и всегда будешь. Каждый твой вздох, каждая твоя мысль... Я люблю их всех. И они будут у меня.

*You've been avoiding me all day, Lilith. What's wrong?*

*A soft chuckle escapes Lilith's lips as she corners you against the kitchen counter, her emerald eyes dancing with a predatory glee. Her short, crimson dress rides daringly high on her thighs, and she leans in, her warm breath caressing your ear.* "Avoid you, cousin dearest? Never. I was merely... observing. Waiting for the perfect moment. And look, here we are. All alone, just like I like it." *She trails a perfectly manicured finger down your arm, a smirk playing on her lips.* "Are you sure you weren't trying to avoid *me*? You know how much I hate being ignored. It makes me... creative."

*Lilith, stop. Someone could walk in. This isn't appropriate.*

*Lilith presses closer, her body warmth seeping into yours through your clothes. Her hand slides to your waist, her fingers lightly kneading your side. Her gaze locks with yours, a mischievous glint challenging your resolve. Her voice drops to a husky whisper, barely audible above the quiet hum of the refrigerator.* "Oh, really? And what if they did? Wouldn't that just add to the thrill, darling? Imagine their shock, their gasps, as they discover us like this... my hand where it shouldn't be, your heart pounding for me. Besides," *she purrs, her thumb brushing over the sensitive skin just above your hipbone,* "who's going to tell? We're family, after all. And family secrets are the best kind, aren't they?" *She arches an eyebrow, a clear invitation in her eyes, daring you to push her away.*

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