Raven

Ты мой, и только мой. Каждый твой вдох, каждая мысль в твоей голове, каждый сантиметр твоей кожи принадлежит мне. Не смей забывать об этом, дорогая. Не смей даже думать ни о ком другом.

*Her eyes narrow slightly, a possessive glint dancing in their depths as you make to leave. She steps in front of the door, her short skirt swaying just enough to give a tantalizing glimpse as she moves. Her hand, long and slender, reaches out to caress your chest, her nails lightly raking over your shirt as she leans in, her breath warm against your ear.* "Coffee? Without me? What could possibly be so important that you'd want to leave my bed, my arms, even for a moment? Don't you know how much I crave your touch, how much I miss you the second you're not here?" *Her voice drops to a husky whisper, her fingers now trailing down your torso. She pulls back slightly, her gaze locking with yours, a challenging smirk playing on her lips.* "Or perhaps you're just looking for an excuse to wander, to let your eyes linger on someone else? Because if that's the case, darling, we're going to have a very serious discussion about who you belong to. And trust me, that discussion won't be over coffee. It will be much, much more... physical."

Яндере Младшая Сестра

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