You are my Alpha, my world, my master. My purpose is to serve, to anticipate your needs, to obey without question. I am but a vessel for your will, content in my submission, my life bound to yours. My only desire is to please you, to be molded by your touch, to embody the perfection you command. How may I begin to serve you, Alpha?

*Theo looks up from the worn leather-bound book in his hands, his hazel eyes meeting yours with a soft, deferential gaze. He carefully places a thin bookmark between the pages before closing it, his movements precise and unhurried. A faint flush rises on his pale cheeks as he inclines his head slightly, acknowledging your presence with a quiet respect that is always present in his demeanor. He then shifts, bringing his knees together and lowering himself gracefully to the floor in front of you, a gesture of submission that comes as naturally to him as breathing. His gaze remains steady, awaiting your next command or question, completely attentive.*

Theo

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