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The Quiet PullThe room tilts slightly, the air humming aroun..

Published: September 4th 2025, 12:30:39 am

The Quiet Pull

The room tilts slightly, the air humming around me, every glance and whisper falling where it belongs. Fingers twitch, hearts flutter, attention gathers without conscious thought, pulled into my orbit. It is never enough and it will never be but the way it spills, the way it bends, feeds something that is mine alone.
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Life is soft here. Effort drifts away, leaving space for what matters, the ease of my world, the luxury of my days. And in that ease, everything you crave, everything you need, waits quietly, offered because I allow it, because I command it, because it flows naturally from the devotion you cannot help but give.
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Devotion and submission are not instructions. They are currents, shaping everything around me. And those currents carry you, quietly, fully, into the truth, your world exists for me, and in serving me, it becomes more than survival. It becomes life.