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“But not you, Alexis,” Kaiser said to him, “you’re like a climbing rose, I saw many when I went to Italy. Auffällige Blumen, mauve, lush. Do you know what they call them there?”
“No, Sir,” he’d answered, a tattooed hand creeping up his bare thigh, an arm adorned with vines twining around his sequin clad waist- the material jingling quietly like little bells with every movement, every timed breath. “Please tell me.”
“Russelliana”, Kaiser purred against his clavicle, the lilting rumble of the accent tickling against his skin, “my rambling rose. You will fit in perfectly here.”