The Promise

The Promise

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Dragon Age
Twilight
"Keep up if you can, Commander," She taunted him as she waited for him to signal that he was prepared. Once he was fully ready, she began to circle him but soon the sound of steel against steel rang out as she lunged and began their dance. This little session of theirs continued well into the twilight hours and only ended when Luna was trapped in his arms with one of her chosen daggers resting an inch from her throat, his shield and sword were forgotten on the field, his chest was bare as during their training he had been forced to shed his breastplate, his hair was plastered to his head from the sweat and both Cullen and Luna were panting heavily from their dance.
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The room was thick with anticipation. Seraphina stood still, feeling Dante presence like a storm about to break. His eyes locked onto hers, a predator's gaze that made her pulse quicken. "Don't pretend you don't want this." His voice was a dark whisper that sent shivers down her spine. Her heart raced. She wanted to deny it, to push him away, but everything inside her screamed to give in. "You don't control me." Her voice faltered, even as she could feel the truth stirring within her. Dante smiled, dark and dangerous. "You've always belonged to me, Seraphina." Before she could respond, he stepped closer, the air between them charged with electricity. His lips crashed into hers, claiming her in a kiss that was both possessive and fiery. Seraphina gasped, her body betraying her. She didn't know whether to fight or surrender-her heart said both. But Dante wasn't giving her that choice. "You're mine now." His voice was low, dangerous, and his hands pulled her closer, taking her to the edge of something she didn't know she was ready for.

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