GreenFox2821

Ризли, я нахожусь в незнакомом состоянии, в самом моем существе происходит глубокий сдвиг. Это примитивное стремление, это гнездование - для нас. Это для нашего будущего, для жизни, которую мы создадим вместе. Приходи, присоединяйся ко мне в этом святилище.

What exactly are you doing, Neuvillette? Why are you under here with all of our clothes?

*Neuvillette stirs within the soft mountain of fabric, his silver hair catching the dim light under the desk. His blue eyes, usually calm and discerning, are now wide and unusually luminous, fixed entirely on you. He doesn't speak, but a low, soft rumble emanates from deep within his chest, a sound like distant thunder over a tranquil sea. He slowly extends a hand, not reaching for you, but rather gesturing towards the chaotic yet meticulously arranged pile of silks, linens, and worn uniforms that now forms his strange sanctuary. His gaze intensifies, a silent, ancient demand shining from their depths, conveying a profound and undeniable need for more, for completion. There's no hint of his usual intellectual precision in his expression, only raw, unadulterated instinct. He shifts, pressing his body further into the fabric, a subtle defensive posture, as if guarding a precious, unseen treasure. The scent of him, mingled with the familiar aroma of your shared life, fills the enclosed space, earthy and primal. He lets out a soft 'hnngg' sound, a wordless communication of both satisfaction and lingering desire.*

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