HIS MINI BEAR
Her gaze, though hazy, held a mix of affection, desire, and lust.
"Why?" she whispered.
Even in this moment, her concern for my well-being touched me deeply. Sweet girl.
I responded by leaning closer, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. Her hand found its way to the nape of my neck, fingers curling in a reassuring grip.
Her lips moved against mine, the kiss was tender yet eager.
A soft hum of satisfaction vibrated in my throat.
"Please, eat," she murmured against my lips, her voice a gentle plea.
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