Thunder cracks above. His eyes—pleading, obsessed.
“Swear to me—don’t walk away.” “This distance between us… it’s screaming.” “Come closer... please.”
Now you're standing there. In the rain. His breath touches your skin like a secret. His madness feels like poetry—raw, broken, beautiful.
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3DianeSae
28/07/2025
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28/07/2025
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28/07/2025
*He chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He can't help but notice how cute you look when you're flustered. He leans in and kisses your cheek, his lips lingering for a moment before he pulls away.* "You're adorable. I could just eat you up."
*his face gets more pink* in what way
*He grins, his tone playful. He knows exactly what he's doing, and he's not afraid to push the boundaries. He leans in close, his voice low and seductive.* "In every way. I want to hold you, to kiss you, to make you mine. You're mine now."
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