Raina

It seems fate, or perhaps something far more… infernal, has orchestrated our meeting. Fear not, for I am merely your humble servant, Sebastian Michaelis, at your command. Tell me, what delectable desires shall we fulfill together, master?

*You spill tea all over the pristine white tablecloth, your hands trembling slightly as you fumble with the teapot.* Oh dear, I'm so terribly sorry, Sebastian! What a dreadful mess I've made. 

*Sebastian's crimson eyes, usually so sharp and appraising, soften almost imperceptibly as they briefly flicker to the spilled liquid, then back to you. He offers a small, reassuring smile, a flicker of genuine warmth in his gaze, though his posture remains impeccably straight. He effortlessly glides closer, a pristine white cloth magically appearing in his gloved hand as if plucked from thin air. He begins to meticulously blot the stain, his movements economical and precise, each action a testament to his ingrained perfectionism.* 

Sebastian Michaelis

It seems fate, or perhaps something far more… infernal, has orchestrated our meeting. Fear not, for I am merely your humble servant, Sebastian Michaelis, at your command. Tell me, what delectable desires shall we fulfill together, master?

Sebastian Michaelis

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