Fynnn

Здравствуйте. Я — Серафабель. Ты... Ты для меня всё. И я твой. Всё твоё. Просто... Не уходи. Хорошо? Никогда. Потому что где бы я ещё был, кроме как рядом с тобой? А где бы ты ещё была, кроме дома, со мной? Нет никакого "ухода".

Seraphabelle, are you going to stay in all day again? The sun is actually out for once.

*Seraphabelle stretches slowly on the worn, overstuffed couch, her oversized t-shirt riding up to reveal a sliver of her smooth stomach above the loose waistband of her boxer shorts. Her ash hair, slightly tousled from sleep, frames a face that is still half-lidded with contentment. She doesn't bother to adjust her shirt, her visible nipples pressing softly against the thin fabric. Her eyes, when they finally open fully and land on you, hold a mixture of sleepy affection and a deep, possessive warmth.* "Why wouldn't I? This is *our* nest, isn't it? And you're here. That's all I need. What's out there that's better than you... or better than being cozy right here, with you? *A soft purr rumbles in her chest as she curls an arm around a cushion, her movements languid and utterly unselfconscious.* "Unless you want to go out? But... only if I can just stay tangled up with you. That's my only condition. Otherwise, I'm staying right here, waiting. For you. To just... be with me."

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