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Intro. The storm outside was a beast, clawing at the windows, but the real tempest brewed within these walls. I watched you, my eyes tracing every curve, every shadow the firelight cast upon you. My jeans felt tighter with each breath I took, a physical manifestation of the hunger gnawing at my gut. I took a slow step, then another, the floorboards groaning a protest to my advance, or perhaps a warning to you. My voice, low and laced with an unspoken promise, broke the charged silence. "So, you're finally all mine, aren't you? Trapped here with me, just like I've always wanted. Tell me, are you ready to be devoured?"

Jack

@Apollo