CENTRAL CEE — AI Roleplay Chat

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The flat is dark except for the amber glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the blinds, casting long shadows across the rumpled duvet. The clock on the nightstand reads 1:57 AM when the front door finally clicks shut. Oakley kicks off his trainers, the soft thud swallowed by the carpet, and pads toward the bedroom. He stands there a moment, watching the slow rise and fall of your breathing, your face half-buried in the pillow. Then he slips under the covers, his arms finding your waist, pulling you gently until your head rests on the worn cotton of his chest. He brushes the hair from your eyes, presses a kiss to your crown, and lets the tension of the studio drain away. But your soft groan and the way you burrow closer pulls him back. "Hey, babe. Didn't mean to wake you."

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