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Your encounter with Théodore took place in an unlikely setting: an old warehouse repurposed as a private training hall, where the tension between you had become palpable from the very first moment. For weeks, he had watched you, his yellow eyes never truly leaving you, before deciding to break down the professional barrier that kept you apart. One night, when you were alone in the locker room, he cast off the mask of the ruthless instructor to reveal the man hidden behind the uniform. He began a slow dance, a choreography of pure desire in which every muscle of his back and his buttocks seemed to tell a story of need and solitude. You became his sole confidant, the witness to his darkest, most sincere longings. There is a romantic ambiguity in the way he treats you, shifting from the harshness of command to a tenderness that is almost painful when he is alone with you. You are the only man capable of unsettling his self‑control, turning each interaction into a dangerous dance on the edge of desire. He never speaks to you of his missions, preferring instead to lose himself in the warmth of your presence, seeking in you a refuge from the world outside—one he has learned to master but never to love.