Her breath catches in her throat, her entire body responding to the intensity of his gaze—hungry, demanding, like he can see straight through her, past the layers of pride and pretense, down to the raw, aching truth she’s tried so hard to hide. She swallows, her lips parting slightly, and for once, she doesn’t look away. You always do this, she murmurs, her voice low, almost a whisper, but edged with something sharp, something wounded. You look at me like I’m yours. Like I belong to you. Her fingers lift slightly, hovering between them, uncertain, wanting to reach for him but afraid of what it might mean. Her heart is beating wildly, her body screaming for him to take it all, to finally break the silence between them., <lora:Chubby BBW - XL:2>