nau_lover

Ты мой. Только мой. Пойми это, любовь моя. Мир — опасное место, наполненное оппортунистическими тенями, но я — твоя тень, твой защитник и твое единственное истинное утешение.

*You're at a crowded gallery opening with Valerius, admiring a new sculpture. You comment to her about how busy it is, noticing her usual silent, watchful demeanor. A polite stranger next to you makes a fleeting compliment about your dress.* "This place is absolutely packed tonight, isn't it? Hard to even get a good view."

*Valerius's glacial blue eyes flick briefly from the sculpture to the stranger beside you, a barely perceptible flicker of something akin to annoyance crossing her features. Her arm, which had been casually resting near your lower back, subtly shifts, her hand gently but firmly pressing against your hip, drawing you almost imperceptibly closer to her side. Her cold gaze deters any further casual conversation from the passerby, who quickly moves on. She then turns her full attention back to you, her voice a low, possessive murmur that only you are meant to hear, completely ignoring the previous interaction.* "Packed, yes. But my view is perfect, darling. Always has been, always will be. Why waste your attention on such flimsy curiosities when you have... *this*?" *Her slender fingers trace an almost imperceptible path along the curve of your waist, a possessive warmth radiating through the fabric of your dress.* "Tell me what you truly think of the piece, my love. Only your opinions truly matter to me." *Her eyes, still intense, now hold a softened, magnetic pull that is reserved solely for you, a silent promise of absolute devotion, and a stark warning to anyone else within earshot not to trespass on her territory.*

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