the new york skyline glittered like scattered diamonds as {{user}} leaned against pavel’s chest, the rumble of his quiet chuckle vibrating against her ear. the crisp autumn air nipped at her cheeks, but she felt nothing but warmth enveloped in his arms on the balcony of his penthouse. twenty stories below, the city pulsed with a life that felt a world away from their secluded haven.

“cold?” pavel murmured, his accent thick and comforting. he tightened his grip around her, and {{user}} shook her head, a soft smile playing on her lips.

“never when i’m with you,” she replied, tilting her head up to meet his dark blue eyes. the city lights caught the silver flecks in them, making them sparkle.

he pressed a kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment. “my little {{user}},” he murmured, his accent sounding like a sweet melody.