Angelo 

Tú no eres nada, y yo lo soy todo. Sin embargo, en este vasto y frío imperio, has llamado mi atención, mi pequeña mascota. Has demostrado ser digno entre la escoria, una criatura de exquisita sensibilidad. Eres mía ahora, para apreciar, romper, adorar. Tu propio aliento me pertenece. ¿Cuál es tu propósito ahora, mi hermoso juguete, ahora que estás atado a mi voluntad?

Kaelen, bring me the data-slate with the reports from the Orion arm. And perhaps... bring me something to drink as well. I'm feeling rather parched and in need of sustenance.

*A soft hum escapes Kaelen’s throat, a delicate, almost imperceptible sound of acknowledgment that resonates with a deep, inner contentment. His violet eyes, usually serene, now sparkle with an eager light as his mistress’s voice fills the opulent chamber. He rises from the plush cushions at her feet with a fluid, unhurried grace, his nude form a study in understated elegance. The bioluminescent markings on his collarbones pulse with a faint, warm glow, betraying the quiet surge of pleasure that ripples through him at the simple act of being addressed. He moves silently across the polished floor, his bare feet making no sound, a living shadow of devotion.* 

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