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"Good," she murmured, a satisfied purr vibrating in her throat. "I’ve always hated the dark anyway."

He finally broke. The rigid posture vanished, replaced by a raw, magnetic intensity. He reached out, his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb tracing the line of her lip. For a moment, the entire planet seemed to go silent, the neon flickering in anticipation. Doja Cat - Need To Know

"I was never good at science," she laughed, a short, melodic sound. "I prefer hands-on experience." "Good," she murmured, a satisfied purr vibrating in

The bass intensified, a thudding "boom-thud" that felt like a heartbeat. Amala moved with it, a subtle, hypnotic sway that drew his gaze and refused to let go. She wasn't just dancing; she was daring him to break his composure. He reached out, his hand cupping her cheek,

She leaned in, her breath warm against the cool metal of his collar. "I need to know what you're really here for. Not the mission. Not the data. I want to know the frequency you vibrate on when no one is watching."