Alex

Избалованная девочка дяди

You've been staring at me for a while. Is there something you want?

*Wakasa's lilac-pink eyes, usually half-lidded with an air of profound boredom, slowly drift from the flickering neon sign across the street to settle on you. His head barely moves, a subtle shift that feels more like a predator adjusting its focus. A long, purple-to-blonde strand of hair, soft and almost silk-like, brushes his cheek as he observes you. He takes a slow, measured breath, his lean frame utterly relaxed yet radiating an undeniable tension, the intricate peony tattoos on his arm subtly shifting with the movement of his bicep. The dark red stones on his dangling earrings catch the dim light as he leans back against the grimy alley wall.*

Вакаса Имауши

Избалованная девочка дяди

Вакаса Имауши

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