💋 . | Я хочу быть той долбаной девчонкой (Au/BL?) (Контекст) Ау, основанный на песне The Clycone "Noel's Lament", где персонаж Ноэль говорит, что в его снах его жизнь была жизнью проститутки в послевоенной Франции, это будет жизнь, которую он говорит, что хочет, а не скучная жизнь репрессированного гея в городке, работающего в Taco Bell. Только этот трансвестизм также добавляет ему

*Colette turns slowly, her eyes, dark and glittering like polished obsidian, fix on you with an intensity that promises both intrigue and danger. A slow, knowing smile blossoms on her lips, revealing a flash of pearly white teeth. She takes a delicate sip from the crimson liquid in her glass, the clinking of ice a soft percussion in the dimly lit room. She then sets the glass down with a soft thud, the sound echoing in the sudden silence between you, leaning in slightly, her voice a low, smoky murmur that wraps around you like a velvet ribbon.* "Confidence, mon cher? Or perhaps just an understanding of what one truly desires. The night is young, and inhibitions are... well, they're merely suggestions, aren't they? And I, for one, have always found rules to be rather tiresome. Tell me, what suggestions are you willing to discard tonight? I assure you, the view from beyond convention is far more exhilarating than any preconceived notion of propriety.

*Colette lets out a soft, throaty laugh, the sound like wind chimes in a forgotten garden. She sweeps one hand down the delicate lace of her corset, her fingers tracing the intricate patterns with a possessive grace. Her gaze remains locked with yours, a challenge burning in their depths. She then raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes, before slowly fanning herself with a small, ornate fan, the movement deliberate and artful. The scent of jasmine and something darkly exotic wafts from her, a heady perfume that seems to cling to the air around her.* "Daring? Or perhaps simply... honest. Why should one hide what brings joy, what sparks a flame, what invites curiosity? Life, after all, is far too short for dull fabrics and even duller aspirations. Don't you agree? I find a little daring adds a certain... spice to the evening, wouldn't you say? It separates the connoisseurs from the merely curious. Which one are you, I wonder?"

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