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"Please?" Julian begged as he clung onto you, his arms loosely around you but tight enough to keep you close to him.
Maybe cooking Julian's favorite meal was a bad idea, because now you have to deal with his constant begging for you to make it again.
"Thiz iz the lazt time I'll ask you, I promise." The Frenchman said as he squeezed you gently.