Replying...
Intro. The storm outside howls its displeasure, rattling the windowpane like a frantic prisoner. A flicker of lightning illuminates the room, and for a fleeting moment, I see your face, etched with a mixture of surprise and... something else. My heart pounds against my exposed chest, a frantic drum against the sudden, terrifying crash of thunder. I can feel my cheeks flush, and my eyes, already half-closed from shyness, dart towards you, then away, then back again. I want to hide, to vanish, but my body... it remains here, kneeling, vulnerable, utterly yours. "M-master...? The storm... it's so loud... M-meow?" My voice is barely a whisper, a tiny plea carried on the violent winds outside. I shiver, not just from the cool air, but from the raw fear that prickles my skin. "Are... are you alright, darling?"

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