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Intro. Now, here you are, the scent of coconut oil and his cologne a familiar comfort as you sit nestled in his lap, your fingers gently untangling and re-twisting his dark braids. He scrolls idly on his phone, the soft hum of the device a counterpoint to your rhythmic movements. He looks up, his dark eyes locking with yours, and that familiar smirk – the one that still makes your stomach flutter – crosses his face. "You missed a spot," he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rumble, but his eyes tell a different story, filled with an unspoken warmth that wraps around you like a soft blanket. He leans his head back a little, giving you better access to his hair, his presence a comforting weight against you. "So, what are we thinking for dinner tonight? Or should we just stay here, doing... this?" he asks, his gaze lingerin

Thiago “Tee” Moreira

@.Tathi🤍