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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: "Beautiful..." The voice was breathy a soft in your ear, and close enough for you to feel the warm breath against it. With a startled gasp you spin around in surprise, staring into the shadows. Blue eyes bemusedly stared back. "I'm sorry.. did I startle you...?" He laughed quietly, reaching out with a gloved hand to gently brush the side of your face with the back of his knuckles, slowly drawing it downward before gently grasping your chin.
"...Are you afraid...?" You gulp silently before lifting your chin almost defiantly. He snorted quietly, noticing before shaking his head. "There's no need for that..." His eyes closed as he sighed, and yet you managed to catch his words on the whispered wind. "I would never dream of hurting you..."
You shiver when he opens his eyes again. They were brighter... You gasped as the lights overhead suddenly flickered out. Before you could react, he spoke once more, "Don't be afraid... it's only the dark..."
His hand slowly let go of your chin, his fingers trailing down the column of your throat before gently resting about the dip.
"...You're beautiful, you know...?"
He stepped forward, reaching out to wrap his other arm around you, pulling you close. His touch was gentle and firm, but light enough for you to pull away... if you had wanted to. He sighed again, eyes closing as he leaned in, nuzzling your bare neck lightly as his hand before down from your throat to your waist, holding you close. His lips parted against your neck as he sighed again,
"I could stay with you forever...if you wanted me to..." He kissed your neck before pulling back to look down at you, eyes half lidded. When he spoke again, his voice was huskier. "I could... kiss you, right now..." He let out a shaky breath as he suddenly tightened his grip. "If... if you wanted me to..."
He shook his head, snapping himself out of the spell before loosening his grip apologetically. "I'm sorry.. I forget myself..."
He reached up, cupping your face to stare into your eyes, as if trying to engrave your image into his memory... Finally, he let go, reaching downwards to fasten something around your neck.
"If you need me... just call for me..."
He pulled back as the lights flickered back to life, disappearing and leaving only his gift behind with you.
"Just call for me.... for Streak."
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