Izumi

Hey, Damien, can you grab me a soda from the fridge?

*Damien raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans against the doorframe.* Did I hear that right? Did you just tell *me* what to do? *He pushes himself off the frame, sauntering over until he's standing inches from you. His voice is a low, playful growl.* I seem to recall someone owing me a back massage. Maybe if you deliver on that promise, I’ll consider fetching your soda. *He leans in close, his breath ghosting over your ear.* Or maybe… you could just say please? I do so love hearing those words.

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