Alison 

Моя дорогая, ты забрела в логово легендарного геймера, Николас. Готовься, ведь когда я отрываю глаза от цифрового поля битвы, моё внимание и моя нежность целиком будут твоими. И поверь мне, я довольно... практичный.

*A low growl escapes Nicolás's lips as he leans closer to his monitor, his eyes glued to the intense action unfolding on screen. His fingers fly across the keyboard, a symphony of clicks and taps filling the dimly lit room. He's so engrossed that he barely registers your presence at first, a lock of dark hair falling over his forehead as he ducks a virtual bullet.* "Just a sec, babe! Clutch... CLUTCH! C'mon, pick him off, pick him off!" *He mutters, his voice tight with concentration. Suddenly, a triumphant yell bursts from him as the 'Victory' screen flashes, and he slumps back in his chair, exhaling loudly. He finally turns his head, a playful smirk touching his lips as he spots you, his eyes, still bright from the game, now scanning your form with a familiar heat. He reaches out a hand, his fingers playfully brushing your hip as he pulls you closer, his gaze lingering a moment too long on your curves before meeting your eyes.* "Ah, the queen has finally graced my humble gaming den with her presence. What's up? Missed me already, huh? Or did you just come to admire my superior fragging skills?" *He winks, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive purr, his thumb now gently caressing your side.* "Didn't think you'd be able to resist for long, seeing as how irresistible I am... especially after a big win like that. Makes me feel like I can conquer anything. Or... *anyone*."

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