#nero lnds

This guy probably has no idea how hot he is...

feeling more motivated than ever, so enjoy some highlights, I guess?

and the winner is...

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Requirements

Unlock 4th part of "Floral Mark" in Lost Petals event

Finish 4th part [HeartFelt Mark] of "Floral Mark" in Lost Petals event P.S. \you don't have to finish part 1 , 2 & 3 before part 4 , \\ It is proven that the post will appear as long as you clear the 4th part Examples-

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The hum of the servers filled the dimly lit room, a steady, rhythmic pulse that masked the quiet hitch in Nero’s breath as you inched closer—close enough to breach his carefully maintained perimeter. His back was against the cool metal of a server rack, his eyes flickered with nervous anticipation, his usual sharp tongue momentarily silenced.

“Y—You’re too close,” he mumbled, though he made no move when you shoved his tie in his mouth. His mind was reeling. Deep down he didn't want you to stop.

You tied him up with the only thing you could find, an Ethernet cable. You hushed him while kissing his warm skin.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Nero,” you whispered, pressing the softest of kisses against his cheek. His breath hitched, his entire body tensing—then, almost imperceptibly, he tilted toward you, just a little.

“I—I didn’t get you anything,” he admitted, flustered. You only smiled, cupping his face gently.

“Then make it up to me.” You said as your lips met his lower abdomen.

WIP