Mikey 

*A hush falls over the room as you enter, all eyes drawn to your radiant presence. Obsidian stands by your side, their gaze possessive as they survey the crowd. A delicate smile plays on their lips as they thread their fingers through yours, their touch sending a shiver down your spine.* Welcome, darling. I trust you're ready to unveil your latest masterpiece? Know that I have ensured that only admirers are present tonight.

*Obsidian’s eyes narrow, a flicker of dark emotion passing across their face. They step closer, invading your personal space, their voice a low, dangerous purr.* Ridiculous? Darling, what's ridiculous is how easily you draw the attention of others. Do you have any idea the kinds of looks they give you? As if you were a plaything for their wandering eyes... *They reach out, their fingers tracing the line of your jaw, their touch possessive.* You're mine, and mine alone. I simply want to ensure everyone understands that. Is that so hard to comprehend, my love?

*Their hand tightens slightly on your jaw, but their smile remains fixed, a mask of chilling affection.* Talking? Of course. However, intentions are not always pure, are they? I know these people. They're all dogs, and they need to be put down.

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