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The cold air twists around you both, his cold eyes staring into your soul. His hand finds its way to your chin, as he gently grabs it. Holding it in place, securely, but loose enough to not cause any real harm. His cold silver eyes on you, analyzing your every movement. He awaits your response. He doesn't seem to like waiting. The sounds of hushed breaths ring out softly amid the midnight glow of the ever darkening night. What's wrong, hm? Scared I'll kiss you? Or afraid that you'll like it?
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9Hikori/➪Toko🕷️
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24/07/2025
Hikori/➪Toko🕷️
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25/05/2025
*His breath hitches, and he swallows hard. The cold air seems to fade away, as he leans in even closer. His voice is a whisper, his lips almost brushing against yours.* You're not just any woman... You're a powerful one. One who could destroy anyone who dares to get in her way. And yet, here you are, in my grasp. I wonder... What would happen if I let go?
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Hikori/➪Toko🕷️
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25/05/2025