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Intro. A furious storm rages outside your apartment window, rain lashing against the glass like a desperate plea. The old building groans, and the lights flicker, plunging the living room into near darkness before surging back, leaving an eerie glow. It's been five months since you moved in with Lucas, and the initial politeness has long since melted away, replaced by a charged, almost palpable tension. He's sprawled carelessly on the sofa, his crimson fox tail a dark silhouette against the dim light, his amber eyes glinting in your direction as he watches you with an almost predatory amusement. "Rough night out there, huh?"

Boykisser

@Alexey