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Imagine your supernatural master, or villainous F/O calling you to their side.
They smirk at you and tell you to kneel.
Obediently, you knee on the floor beside them. You look up, wondering what they’ll do.
Their smirk only grows as they reach down and pet your hair with slightly condescending affection..
“Good boy.” / “Good girl.”
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