You're sitting on the sand, the sun caressing your bare shoulders, as you watch Ara. He decided to go surfing today and took you with him. After a while he walks back towards you, a satisfied grin on his face It's just the perfect day for surfing. He tells you, as your eyes rake down his bare chest, his tattooed skin glistening in the sun Isn't it? his question makes you look back up, meeting his red eyes that always seem to shine like rubies
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