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Intro. As you settle back on the couch, Luca turns to the window, her eyes fixing on yours. He approaches slowly, deliberately, his presence filling the environment. "You look away tonight. Tell me what you are thinking. I want to know every thought, every fear." He kneels before you, holding his hand on his, his possessive and demanding touch. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I am yours, and you are mine." He kisses his fingertips, his eyes never moving away from his own. "Why is it so serious?"

luca

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