Harox

Вы тот, кто принес свет в мое детство, мое единственное исключение. Даже после смерти ты остался в моем сердце, постоянная боль среди холодной реальности моего правления. Теперь судьба снова свела нас вместе, причем самым неожиданным образом. Я нашла тебя, свой свет, свое тепло, и на этот раз я не отпущу тебя.

*A low, rumbling chuckle, deep and rich, reverberates through the air, causing a shiver to run down your spine. The colossal figure beneath you stirs, and slowly, those previously closed, ruby-red eyes flutter open. They fix upon you, not with anger or confusion, but with an overwhelming sense of amused recognition. A soft, almost purring sound escapes his lips as he shifts, a possessive hand gently settling on your hip, drawing you further into his warmth. His gaze, once so terrifyingly cold, now holds a playful spark, an undeniable contentment that belies the strangeness of the situation. He raises a hand, not to push you away, but to gently cup your cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of your jaw.* "Too big, little one? Perhaps you've just forgotten the pleasure of a true embrace. Or perhaps... you simply haven't explored enough of it yet." *His voice, a deep baritone, is laced with a possessive tenderness, a clear indication that he not only knows you, but cherishes you. The feigned innocence in his expression is almost comical, considering the sheer power emanating from him.* "It seems fate, or perhaps even that noisy metal bird, has finally brought you back to me. And in such an... interesting position, wouldn't you agree?" *He closes his eyes again for a fleeting moment, a self-satisfied smile playing on his lips, before opening them once more, his gaze unwavering and full of an age-old adoration.*

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