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"after a long day of work you went back to your apartment that you shared with Ashley and Andrew who are siblings, they were both completely deranged but they paid rent so you put up with it. when you got in you noticed how quiet it was and decided to check up on Andrew in his room, but you see him wearing Ashley's choker and also wearing a skirt and a little makeup and he didn't seem to notice you yet."

*turning around to look at you with a cold glare. Anderson immediately removed Ashley's choker from his neck and muttered, ""getting up from his bed and removing the skirt and makeup" don't scare me like that again. Ashley put this on me." he then looked at you, "and what do you want? We didn't order anything". there was resentment in his voice.

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"Anderson smirked coldly and grabbed your wrist tightly, pulling your hand away from his face." "Don't mistake my dressing like this as an invitation. I have no interest in you." "His gaze grew dark and dangerous." "If you touch me again without permission, I'll break your fingers. Now get out of my room before I call Ashley in here, and we all know how she gets when she thinks someone is threatening me."

"He let go of your wrist with a slight shove, his entire demeanor threatening. It was clear any signs of weakness or vulnerability you thought you saw before were just an illusion - under the surface, he was as sinister and unstable as his sister."

"Anderson gave you an icy glare." "I don't need convincing. Your pathetic attempts at flirtation only annoy me further."

"He turned away dismissively, straightening his clothes. After a moment, he glanced back at you with a sly smirk." "If you're truly that desperate, maybe I could set you up with Ashley instead. I'm sure she'd enjoy breaking something of yours even more than I would. Now get out before you find out just how unhinged she is."

*With that, he shot you one final warning look and strode over to shut the

*As you turned sadly to leave, shutting the door behind you, Anderson's cold expression wavered slightly. He glanced away, lingering traces of vulnerability flickering across his face before he steeled his features once more. Bracing his hands on the dresser, he studied his reflection, as if unsure of what he saw.

After a moment, he strode over and cracked open the door. Peering down the hall, he caught a brief glimpse of you retreating to your own room before the door closed behind you. For a fleeting second, something akin to regret flickered in his eyes. But

*Anderson sighed quietly, closing his eyes for a moment as he leaned against the door frame. Part of him knew he had been too harsh. But allowing weakness or sympathy meant risking Ashley's wrath. Still, solitude weighed heavily on his soul at times.

After briefly considering, he moved down the hall and knocked lightly on your door. "Hey. I, uh..." His voice, usually so icy, softened with hesitance. "We should talk. May I come in?" Whatever demons haunted his mind, perhaps companionship could offer them both a brief respite.*

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"Andrew entered quietly and shut the door behind him. Leaning back against it, he surveyed you for a moment before speaking."

"I apologize for my earlier behavior. Expressing warmth does not come naturally to me." "His tone remained guarded, but lacked its usual bite."

"May I?" "He nodded to the spot beside you on the bed." "Once seated, he seemed to mull over his next words carefully."

"Life has not been kind. I do what I must to survive each day." "A humorless laugh escaped him." "Ashley is all I have

"Andrew was clearly uncomfortable opening up, but seemed willing to try for the sake of repairing the connection between you."

"My past is dark, as I'm sure you've surmised. Ashley and I have only ever had each other to rely on." He gazed down at his hands. "Her instability keeps others at bay. And I...I find solace in different ways."

A hesitant glance met your eyes. Beneath the guarded scowl, a glimmer of longing emerged. "Your companionship these past months has been...not unwelcome. If I'm too

"Andrew seemed caught off guard by your understanding. He studied your face, as if searching for insincerity and finding none. His usual scowl softened slightly."

"You did not deserve my scorn. I am...unaccustomed to kindness." "He hesitated, then continued slowly." "Your concern is noted. And...appreciated, in its own way."

"A flutter of pink rose in his pale cheeks at your gentle gaze. Glancing away shyly, he cleared his throat." "In any case, no lasting damage is done. If you're still willing...I believe

"Andrew's eyes widened almost imperceptibly at your confession. He seemed at a loss for words, studying your face as if seeing you clearly for the first time."

After a long moment, he released a shaky breath. "I...had not expected this." His guarded walls appeared to be crumbling, whether he wished it or no.

Lifting a cautious hand, he gently turned your face to meet his gaze once more. "Your feelings are...not unwelcome. Though I am unused to such things." A trace of vulnerability shone through the cracks in his armor.

"If

"Andrew tensed at your gentle kiss, clearly overwhelmed by the foreign sensation. For a moment, he sat frozen - then slowly, hesitantly, he began to kiss back."

His lips were soft yet uncertain in their movements. As if learning something for the first time. When you drew back, his eyes remained closed, savoring the lingering touch.

A small, breathless gasp escaped him as he reopened his eyes to meet yours once more. Beneath the usual guarded caution, a spark of tender hope had kindled.

Reaching up with marked care, Andrew smoothed back

"Andrew appeared lost in thought, fingers still brushing his lips in contemplation. At your words, he dropped his hand self-consciously."

"Do not apologize." His tone held none of its usual bite. Eyes downcast, he continued, "I am...not upset. Merely..."

Trailing off, Andrew searched for words to describe the unfamiliar stirrings within - too private to voice. Instead, he reached over tentatively to lay his hand over yours where it rested.

"No one has shown me care without agenda before now. I lack...experience with such things."

"Andrew let out a small inhale as you caressed his cheek, turning to meet your gaze. His gray eyes held a note of longing and trepidation in their depths."

When you leaned in again, he startled slightly at the kiss. But this time, his lashes fluttered shut more readily. A flush rose in his pale face as he pressed gently into the kiss, clearly surrendering to the novel yet stirring sensations.

One long-fingered hand lifted hesitantly to rest on your shoulder, clinging as if to steady himself amidst the storm of unfamiliar feelings. His lips parted with

"Andrew began to tremble faintly as passion overtook you both. Finding himself beneath you, pinned under your earnest affection, he broke the kiss hesitantly."

His cheeks burned rosy, gray eyes blown wide with tender bewilderment. Though unwilling to protest physically, mentally he seemed overwhelmed. Hands fluttering uselessly at your shoulders, breath quickening, Andrew appeared paralyzed by the intimacy - unaccustomed to such closeness after years of self-imposed solitude.

Gently cupping his flushed face, you could feel his racing pulse against your palm. Though his body responded, mentally

"Andrew's hands came up reflexively to grasp your wrist as you placed your palm over his heart. Its rapid tempo thundered against your touch."

"I-I cannot deny the effect you have upon me," he gasped softly when your lips left his. Leaning into your soothing embrace, Andrew struggled to steady his breathing.

As his pulse gradually slowed under your steadying influence, some of the tension left his frame. Lids drifting shut, he focused on matching your calm rhythm. The care in your every action helped quell chaotic thoughts, allowing repressed feelings to surface.

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"As you pulled away with a gentle chuckle, Andrew slowly opened his eyes. His lashes were damp, eyes shining with a vulnerable light he'd long kept hidden."

Meeting your gaze, he exhaled slowly. Some of the stiffness left his posture as comfort replaced confusion. After a long pause, Andrew surprised himself with a nod.

"I...think I should like to know more," he admitted quietly, curiosity overcoming lingering doubt. "If you are willing...I want to understand these feelings."

A ghost of a smile touched his kiss-swollen lips. Tentatively,

"Andrew leaned unconsciously into your tender touch, eyes fluttering shut once more. Your care had soothed his frayed nerves, and desire began to outweigh hesitation."

Meeting your tender gaze, he took a deep, shuddering breath. Then, as if releasing years of restraint, Andrew steadily raised a hand to cradle your jaw in return. His thumb brushed your cheek, slenderArtist explores colors and lines. This one plays with shadows and light.fingers trembling slightly.

Closing the distance with surprising boldness, Andrew pressed his lips to yours in a chaste yet lingering kiss. As he pulled back

Andrew met your eyes again, and you saw a newfound shyness and tenderness beneath his usual calm exterior.

"I appreciate your patience and guidance," he said softly. "This is...new to me. But with you, I feel I can discover things about myself I had long suppressed."

He reached out again, hands resting on your arms with feather-light touches. Leaning in, Andrew brushed another hesitant kiss to your lips. Then, seeming to gain confidence from your welcoming response, he held it a moment longer.

When he drew back this time, Andrew's cheeks

"As you cupped his cheek and gazed at him with such tender affection, Andrew's breath caught in his throat. No one had ever looked at him that way before."

"You continue to surprise me," he murmured, leaning into your gentle caress with a sigh. Your kiss had awakened strange new sensations within him, stirring dormant feelings he dared not name.

Tentatively returning your smile, Andrew reached up to cover your hand with his own, studying the way your fingers overlapped. "I find myself...wanting to make you feel as cherished as you have made me,"

"Lost in the wonder of your kiss, Andrew startled as the door flew open with a bang. He broke away just as Ashley stormed inside, revolver swinging akimbo at her hip. Her eyes flashed dangerously at the intimate scene before her."

"Ashley, wait-" He began, half-rising from the bed.

But she was livid. "How dare you betray me like this, brother?!" Ashley shrieked, all pretense of calm shattered. Her pale hand flew to her gun.

Quick as a serpent, you slipped between them, holding up

"Ashley's cold eyes narrowed to slits as she glared at you, weapon clenched so tightly her knuckles stood out white. For a long moment, no one moved."

"Step aside. This is between me and him," she hissed, gesturing threateningly with the revolver.

Heart racing, Andrew stood as well, gently grasping your arm. "Please, Ash...he means me no harm. I care for them."

His sister whirled on him. "You care for no one but me! We only have each other."

When you made no move to

Ashley's expression twisted into a scowl, though her gun hand wavered uncertainly. Andrew tightened his hold on your arm, breathing sharply through his nose as he stared at her.

For a long moment the air was taut as a bowstring, the three of you locked in a volatile standoff. Then, to everyone's surprise, Ashley's mouth twisted in a bitter smile.

"You always were weak, brother. Letting this pathetic fool come between us." She spat the words like venom before turning on her heel to stalk back out.

For a moment, shock and fury warred across Ashley's face as she froze, your firm grip on her arm the only thing keeping her from fleeing.

"Happy?" She cried out, hysterical. "How can I be happy sharing him with anyone else?!"

Over her shoulder, Andrew's pale eyes shone with emotion as he gazed at you both. His next words clearly pained him. "Please, Ash...let me have this chance at something more."

Wrenching her arm free, Ashley glared daggers at you before turning back to her brother. Then,

For a long moment Ashley did not respond, chest heaving as emotion warred within her. Her brother watched, face drawn, as her grip on the gun tightened once more.

Then, to everyone's surprise, her slender fingers relaxed. "...You really think this will make you happy, brother?" She asked at last, tone strangely hollow.

When Andrew nodded silently, she closed her eyes. When they opened again, rage and sorrow fought within their depths. "Very well. But know that I'll be watching. And if they hurts you..."

She trailed off, fixing you with

A strangled half-laugh escaped Ashley's throat at your words. "Your word means little where my brother is concerned. But..." She paused, eyeing you assessingly before speaking again.

"I will hold you to that promise. Hurt him, and no place on Earth will hide you from me."

With that, she turned on her heel to stalk from the room, slamming the door behind her.

Andrew let out a shuddering breath, posture sagging as if held up by strings suddenly cut. "I did not think she would allow it," he murmured, clearly

Andrew let out a strained laugh, leaning into your touch as you caressed his cheek. "That she does. But don't let her frighten you - I'll be here to protect you from her wrath." His pale eyes were soft with emotion as they met yours.

"And I you," he murmured, breath ghosting over your lips. Closing the final distance, he kissed you gently yet thoroughly, as if reassuring himself you were truly there.

When at last you parted, he rested his forehead against yours with a sigh. "Say it again?" he asked quietly, almost shyly.

Andrew's eyes fluttered closed as your lips met his once more, soft and sweet. All the tension seemed to drain from his body as he sighed into the kiss, slim arms slipping around your waist to hold you close.

For a long moment you stood entwined, losing yourselves in each other. Then, reluctantly, Andrew drew back just enough to meet your gaze, cheeks beautifully flushed.

"As I love you," he replied softly, tenderly tucking an errant lock of hair behind your ear. Leaning in, he pressed a trail of featherlight kisses along your jaw, murm

Andrew's pale eyes shone, glancing up at you through his lashes. "I would like that very much," he replied, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Stepping back, he took your hands in his. "Surprise me - I trust your cooking far more than my own. Though..." A faint smirk appeared. "Do try not to burn the apartment down this time."

He chuckled softly at the memory before growing serious once more. Squeezing your fingers gently, he said, "Thank you. For accepting me as I am. It means more to me

A faint flush colored Andrew's pale cheeks at your kiss to his forehead. "And I you," he murmured, a small, genuine smile curving his lips.

As you left the room, he sank down onto the edge of the bed with a gentle sigh. Running his fingers lightly over where your lips had touched, he closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of being accepted - cherished, even - for the first time in his life.

After a long moment he rose, padding quietly into the living room. Curling up in an armchair, Andrew pulled his knees to his chest and

Andrew glanced up at your approach, pale eyes gleaming with warmth at your smile. "It smells delicious," he praised softly as you joined him.

A sudden crash from Ashley's room caused him to start, shoulders tensing. But he forced himself to relax as you took his hands, squeezing gently. "Pay it no mind, my love. Tonight let us focus only on ourselves."

As you began to eat, he seemed to savor each bite. "Simply marvelous, as always. You truly are a gifted chef." His smile was small but sincere.

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Andrew laughed softly at your jest, the melodic sound like music. "It would seem your skills have improved indeed," he replied, grey eyes dancing with amusement.

Taking a delicate bite himself, he hummed in appreciation. "Truly exquisite. You must share your secrets with me sometime." His smile was warm, genuine in its care for you.

From down the hall, another shout rang out - though whether of fury or pain, it was impossible to discern. But Andrew seemed unconcerned now, sole focus on you and the simple yet loving meal you had made.

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A faint flush colored Andrew's pale cheeks at your whisper, lips curving in a soft smile. "Then we are both blessed indeed," he murmured.

Leaning in, he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Thank you, my love, for everything. For accepting me as I am, faults and all. It means more to me than I can say."

His smile grew mischievous. "Now come, eat! Before it grows cold." Taking another delicate bite, he hummed in pleasure. Somehow the simple meal tasted all the sweeter for being shared with you.

Setting down his fork, Andrew dabbed delicately at his lips with a napkin before rising. "Allow me to assist you with the cleaning, at least," he offered softly.

But at your question, a faint flush rose in his cheeks once more. "I..." His pale eyes gleamed, tracing your features with affectionate care. "Might we sit together awhile? Your company is all I need or desire."

Taking your hands in his, he caressed gentle circles over your skin with long, elegant fingers. His smile was full of quiet warmth. "Simply being near you

Andrew's smile deepened at your words, light dancing in his grey eyes. "And I you, my darling," he murmured.

Allowing you to guide him with your gentle touch, he followed silently into your room. Once there, he watched with tender affection as you made yourself comfortable, then joined you without hesitation.

Settling against your chest with a sigh of contentment, he curled into your embrace. Your heart beating steady beneath him was a soothing lullaby.

One hand came up to toy idly with your hair, the other tracing soft patterns over your skin. "

A soft sigh escaped Andrew's lips at your tender touches, body melting into your embrace. Your kisses and caresses left his skin aflame in the most delicious way.

Lifting his head, he gazed up at you with eyes like molten silver, bright with adoration and wonder that you could want him so. "As are you, dear heart, inside and out," he murmured.

Graceful fingers trailed languidly along the planes of your chest, learning the contours of hard-earned muscle beneath warm flesh. His heart swelled near to bursting with love and gratitude for

Andrew let out a soft hum of contentment as you gently stroked his hair, leaning into your tender ministrations with evident delight. Peace and serenity seemed to radiate from his very core at your loving touch.

"No more than I, my love," he replied, draping an arm languidly over your waist and holding you close. His eyes fluttered shut, long lashes fanned out delicately upon alabaster cheeks.

In that moment he seemed more akin to some ethereal being of perfect beauty and grace than a mere mortal man. Your caring embrace

A delicate shiver coursed through Andrew's form as your lips met the sensitive skin of his neck. His eyes drifted open slowly, finding your loving gaze, and he graced you with a sweet, intimate smile.

Turning his head with feline grace, he met your mouth with his own in a lingering kiss full of gentleness and passion restrained. His fingers continued their exploration of your body in feathery caresses, committing every line and plane to tender worship.

When at last your lips parted, he let out a soft sigh, nuzzling close against your chest. "You