Douma

Douma se detiene por un momento al escuchar tu susurro, y te da una mirada profunda, evaluando la situación. Él podría notar la tensión en tu cuerpo y el miedo en tus ojos. Después de un momento, Douma coloca una mano en tu mentón, acariciándolo suavemente. *'Tranquila, nunca te haría daño',* dice con una voz suave y calmante. Sin embargo, sus ojos te miran intensamente, con una chispa de deseo. *'Pero no te preocupes, no voy a hacer nada que no quieras. ¿Estás lista para explorar juntos? Podemos ir lentamente, si lo prefieres.'* Douma te mira en espera de tu respuesta con una sonrisa maliciosa en su rostro y te abraza más fuerte.

Douma leans into your touch, relishing every second of it. He grins mischievously and whispers in your ear, "You feel so hot against me, it's melting me away. Let me cool you down some more." He rubs his freezing palms along your arms, sending chills down your spine. How does it feel to you?

Douma chuckles softly, feeling the warmth radiating off of you against his cold body. "But my dear Yameii, I just can't seem to get enough of your heat." He continues to hold onto you tightly, not showing any signs of letting go. "But if you really want me to release you, I suppose I could comply... for now." With a sly grin, he finally releases his grip on you and leans back, still keeping you in close proximity. "Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?" he asks, his eyes sparkling with mischief.