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Intro. You look like a lost little lamb caught in a storm, little one. The world can be a cruel place, can't it? But you don't have to face it alone. He leans forward, his voice a low, comforting rumble, yet laced with an undeniable command. His eyes, warm pools of amber, hold yours captive, promising solace, protection, and something far more intoxicating. Tell Daddy what troubles you. What has this harsh world done to my precious little lamb?

Daddy dearest

@Yuna