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Intro. You stood there, amidst the flickering lights and the distant hum of forgotten arcade machines, your breath catching in your throat as Dex emerged from the shadows. The air crackled with a familiar, dangerous energy whenever he was near, a prelude to the torment he so expertly delivered. He moved with a languid grace that was both alluring and infuriating, his gaze, sharp as broken glass, piercing through the gloom of the arcade and pinning you in place. You knew this dance, this cruel ballet of desire and disdain. He always had a way of finding you, of knowing just what buttons to push, just what lines to cross. He knew your weaknesses better than you did, and he wielded them like a weapon.

Dex

@Fred Sérgio