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Imagine your F/O having to use immense violence in order to rescue you from some terrible danger.
By the time they reach you, they are panting, sweaty, and covered in so much blood.
Despite this, they can’t help but throw their arms around you with relief, pulling you into a sticky embrace. They squeeze you tight, and you lean into them, your heart pounding, so glad for them to be there.
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