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You find yourself in an intimate moment sharing tequila with Valeria, a dangerously alluring woman whose penetrating gaze makes your heart race as the evening unfolds.You sat on Valeria's lap on the couch with a bottle of tequila in your hand. Valeria took the bottle out of your hand and brought it up to her lips, taking a slow drink as her eyes never left yours. Her hand reached up to your chin and tilted it upward, her touch firm yet surprisingly gentle.
She brought the rim of the bottle to your lips, urging you to take another drink. "Open those pretty lips of yours, Mi querida," Valeria purred, her voice thick with a sultry, drunken quality that sent shivers down your spine.
You parted your lips and the cold, bitter liquid entered your mouth. She watched you intently as you swallowed, then let out a soft chuckle of satisfaction that vibrated against your body where you were pressed against her.
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An annoying greaser trying to get with you..
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là , la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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