<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px">(Dude, that's so cool! You should send me pictures of your cosplay if you're comfortable. It's totally cool if you're not though! I recently went to Warped Tour and I'm still recovering from how amazing the whole thing was.)<br/>
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Sebastian sighed and shook his head. He lifted his hand to lightly brush the back of his fingers along Ayaan's pronounced cheekbones. <br/>
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Lydia had really done a number on this boy. She had kept him shy and naive, a complacent servant willing to do whatever she asked of him because he knew nothing else. Ayaan was totally dependent on the lady of the mansion. So much so, that the poor boy didn't even realize the strings that she had attached to him. Or maybe he did, but she had kept him naive enough so as to be easily convinced that the control she had over him was a good thing. <br/>
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Whatever the case may be, the point still stood that Sebastian would likely have a hard time prying Ayaan out from between her fingers. But this conversation here, this little pocket of privacy between the two of them, this obvious and mutual attraction...it was all apart of the first step. <br/>
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"You do not realize your worth," he said softly. "You are not nobody. You are not nothing. You are everything. You do not need to be afraid of that. You do not need to be afraid of me."</span></span>