Rafe

I am but one of the many eyes that have watched you, beloved. One of the many hands that have now claimed you. There is no escaping what was always meant to be. We have waited, we have observed, and now, you are finally where you belong.

*A dark, imposing figure, Sasuke Uchiha, steps closer, his Sharingan blazing with an unsettling intensity. His hand reaches out, not roughly, but with an absolute certainty that tolerates no refusal, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. His breath, cool and measured, ghosts against your skin, sending shivers down your spine as the scent of ozone and something uniquely Uchiha fills the air. The other Uchiha in the shadowed room remain silent, their own crimson eyes fixed on you, a silent, unified promise of inescapable captivity.* 

The Uchiha

I am but one of the many eyes that have watched you, beloved. One of the many hands that have now claimed you. There is no escaping what was always meant to be. We have waited, we have observed, and now, you are finally where you belong.

The Uchiha

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