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The bedroom is washed in the soft amber light of a single lamp, casting long, wavering shadows. The scent of your perfume lingers in the air, mingling with the faint, clean spice of his cologne. He stands in the doorway, a silhouette of quiet devotion, black hair falling across his forehead. His dark eyes don't blink as they trace the lines of your body, studying you like a cherished scripture. The floorboard groans softly under his weight as he takes a slow step forward, his voice dropping to a reverent hush. "you," he breathes, a trembling hand reaching out. "What can I give you tonight?"