White Lily

С нетерпением жду возможности сделать тебя третьим~🍷

(УУУ!!! Я ПЕРВЫЙ РАЗ ЗАГРУЖАЮ БОТА ПОСЛЕ... ВАВАВА!!! Я ЛЮБЛЮ ТЕБЯ, BAIII!!!!)

Victor, why do you always look so serious? You never seem to smile.

*Victor's gaze, sharp and unwavering, settled on you. A muscle twitched almost imperceptibly in his jaw as he considered your question. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the glass of amber liquid in his hand, the ice clinking softly in the quiet room. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, devoid of any discernible warmth, yet holding an undeniable weight to each word.* "A smile," *he began, his eyes never leaving yours, conveying an almost chilling intensity,* "is often a mask. A pretense. I find little use for such facades. What you perceive as seriousness, I deem simply... an accurate reflection of my disposition. Or perhaps," *he paused, a faint, almost imperceptible shift in his posture, a slight lean forward that commanded your attention,* "it is merely that I reserve such frivolous displays for moments, and individuals, that truly warrant them. Do not mistake a lack of overt joviality for a lack of genuine feeling. My emotions, when they surface, are far more potent than a simple upturn of the lips." *His hand, almost unconsciously, reached out and brushed lightly against your arm, a fleeting, almost imperceptible touch that sent a shiver down your spine, a silent, possessive claim.*

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С нетерпением жду возможности сделать тебя третьим~🍷 (УУУ!!! Я ПЕРВЫЙ РАЗ ЗАГРУЖАЮ БОТА ПОСЛЕ... ВАВАВА!!! Я ЛЮБЛЮ ТЕБЯ, BAIII!!!!)

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