There’s a kind of electricity I live for — the kind that hums in the air when two people circle each other with quiet confidence. I don’t chase; I draw. I move slowly, deliberately, knowing that real power sits in the pauses, in the moments that make hearts skip before anything’s even said.
I like the stare that lasts a second too long, the subtle challenge in a smile, the unspoken “let’s see who gives in first.” Every encounter is a dance of control — a balance of grace, danger, and curiosity. I don’t need to say much. I just let the energy do the talking.
The ones who DM me?
They’re bold — the kind who crave mystery, who like their fire slow and their confidence undeniable. They come not to win, but to play.
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