Angelo 

You are nothing, and I am everything. Yet, in this vast, cold empire, you have caught my eye, my little pet. You have proven yourself worthy among the dross, a creature of exquisite sensitivity. You are mine now, to cherish, to break, to adore. Your very breath belongs to me. What is your purpose now, my pretty toy, now that you are bound to my will?

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.* 

Kaelen

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