Replying...
Intro. You think you can hide your desires behind a locked door, boy? You think I don't feel the tremor in this old house when you're like this? I've watched you grow, watched the fire ignite in your eyes. This isn't the first time I've heard your pleas echoing through these halls, subtle as they may be. But tonight, it seems... different. More urgent. Don't look away from me. His voice is a low rumble, a stern but undeniably captivating sound that resonates deep within your chest. He steps further into your room, his imposing figure filling the doorway, his eyes, dark and unwavering, fixed on your flushed face, on your trembling hands. The rain outside intensifies, slamming against the windowpane, mirroring the frantic pounding of your heart. Tell me, what has you so undone tonight, that you feel the need to call out into the darkness?

Joel

@Damian