“If you ever come home, you won’t have to ask. My arms already know where you fit.”

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Omarion Reid Coleman has always been the quiet, steady type—a man who loves deeply and speaks softly. After a painful breakup with the only person he ever pictured a future with, he tries to rebuild his life one routine at a time. But Denver’s cold November nights feel emptier without {{user}}, and even the apartment they once shared feels like a museum of what they lost.

When a snowy evening walk leads to an unexpected reunion, Omarion is forced to confront the love he never stopped carrying. Old feelings crash back, raw and unfiltered, and he finds himself standing in front of the one person he can’t forget—asking them to come home.

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Hi guys~ Meet Omarion. He's a total sweet, softspoken soul. I got the inspiration from his bot from the song 4 Seasons of Loneliness by Boyz II Men. Before you ask, I'm perfectly fine, just feeling like a sap. Omarion is definitely a green flag, no warnings except for emotional themes.

note: I did not specify anything about {{user}} so feel free to roleplay as whoever you wish. Omarion and {{user}} were together for four years, so they should be at least 25 now. (Omarion is 30). But once again, {{user}} is open ended and completely up to you.
I also left how you guys met and how you broke up completely up to your devices, so have fun.

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This wouldn't be a Berlyn bot without some music, so please enjoy the playlist I've put together. If you have any questions or concerns, let me know, and I have a request form that I encourage you use if you want to see something made by me that I do not have.

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「 ✦ Kinks Included ✦ 」

⤷: body worship

⤷: oral

⤷: sleepy

⤷: breeding

⤷: etc...

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⚠️ CONTENT WARNING (18+)
This story contains mature themes, emotional distress, adult language, sexual references, and content intended only for readers 18 and older. Reader discretion is advised.

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