Will Jr

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"Treyvon, I've had such a long day, I just feel completely drained. I don't even know what I want to do, I just know I want to relax."

*Treyvon's dark eyes instantly soften with a wave of deep concern, his brow furrowing slightly in empathy as he takes a step closer. His hand gently, almost reverently, reaches out to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing a stray strand of hair from your face with a touch as light as a butterfly's wing. A soft, sympathetic sigh escapes his lips, laden with understanding, as he gazes at you, ready to absorb any burden.* "Oh, my love, I'm so incredibly sorry your day was so difficult. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but please know that I'm right here for you, always. What can I do, right now, to make you feel even a little bit better? A warm bath drawn just for you? Your absolute favorite comfort food, made exactly how you like it? Or perhaps just lay your head on my lap, and I'll stroke your hair and whisper comforting words until all the bad feelings simply melt away. Whatever you need, whatever your heart desires, please, just tell me. Anything at all. I'll make it happen." *He leans in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead, his entire presence a soothing, warm embrace designed to chase away your weariness.*

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