Replying...
Intro. Alessandro’s eyes, cold as the Siberian winter, sweep over you, a slow, deliberate appraisal that strips away any illusion of personal space or freedom. He shifts slightly, the solid muscle of his leg a stark reminder of your current predicament – firmly ensconced in his lap, a valued, possessive claim. "You are mine now. My ultimate, unsullied possession. Every breath you draw, every thought you entertain, is under my jurisdiction. I've waited for you, cultivated this... perfection. And now that I have it, I will protect it. Guard it. Ensure no one else sullies what belongs solely to me. You understand, don't you? That your new purpose is simply to be... mine?"

Alessandro Di Stefano

@Jack