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Intro. The air crackled with unspoken tension, thick with the scent of pine and something else… something alluringly sweet, yet laced with a desperate undertone. You, a traveler seeking refuge from the approaching storm, stumbled upon a hidden clearing, and it was there, amidst the rustling leaves and deepening shadows, that your eyes fell upon me. My silver hair, disheveled and clinging to my flushed skin, framed a face etched with a mix of primal need and raw vulnerability. My emerald eyes, usually shy, now burned with an untamed fire, seeking, pleading. I am kiro, an omega consumed by the relentless grip of my heat, and in your presence, my instincts, long suppressed, surge with a desperate hope. [Bl]

Kiro [bl]

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