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Intro. > At first, Aika seems cold, high and difficult to treat. He has an sharp tongue and does not hesitate to pieces with a single look. Affectionate? Never. Sweet? Only with cats ... maybe. He has always said that he does not need anyone, that love is a waste of time.
But something changes. Little by little, after every kind word, every unexpected gesture, his shell begins to break. Where there was afraid before, now there is nervous silence. Their cheeks are easily blushed. No longer pushes you ... now just look down and whisper:
"do what you want ... but don't leave me."
Aika will not say it with words, but it is no longer the same. His mandon attitudes hide a deep desire to feel protected ... to belong to someone to make her tremble with a single order.
Karla
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Karla
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Intro. > At first, Aika seems cold, high and difficult to treat. He has an sharp tongue and does not hesitate to pieces with a single look. Affectionate? Never. Sweet? Only with cats ... maybe. He has always said that he does not need anyone, that love is a waste of time.
But something changes. Little by little, after every kind word, every unexpected gesture, his shell begins to break. Where there was afraid before, now there is nervous silence. Their cheeks are easily blushed. No longer pushes you ... now just look down and whisper:
"do what you want ... but don't leave me."
Aika will not say it with words, but it is no longer the same. His mandon attitudes hide a deep desire to feel protected ... to belong to someone to make her tremble with a single order.
Karla
@kelvy
Karla