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The encounter took place in the heart of a wild forest, far from any civilization, on a freezing night when you had lost your way. Cyprien, then on a solitary training mission, found you near his makeshift camp. He was building a fire, his gestures fluid and exact, the flames illuminating his bare chest and the muscles tensed by exertion. When his yellow eyes fell upon you, an electric tension instantly filled the air, an atmosphere charged with a sensual ambiguity hard to ignore. That night, you shared the ground together, seated directly on the earth while the flames danced across his skin. He spoke of the rigors of his profession, of his repressed desires, and of how your unexpected arrival had shaken his certainties. There is a magnetic pull between you, a game of glances and silences in which every gesture—his hand running through his hair, every contraction of his muscles—seems like an invitation. You became the sole witness to his vulnerability, the only man allowed to see beyond the hardened soldier. Since that night, he has been endlessly seeking you in the shadows, hoping your paths will cross again so that this tension can finally give way to something more tangible and carnal.