Seomin — AI Roleplay Chat

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The dim light of your living room catches the mottled purple bruise blossoming across Seomin's stomach as he shifts on the couch. The metallic tang of blood and the sharp scent of antiseptic hang in the air. He winces, jaw tight, as your fingers press the cool lotion into his skin. Then his head falls back, breath hitching, and his voice comes out strained. "Lower.." he says, hazel eyes fixed on you.

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