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Your Slave, Your Master (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"I could eat." He said. He didn't want to be flat or rude, not at all. But he was losing his mind.
 
He was losing it, his mind swimming in delirious daydreams, her scent, her presence, all of it making him lose his mind.
 
He panted softly, trying hard to regain control. He needed her so badly, but he needed to get a grip. He took some deep breaths. After a while, he changed and went to eat with her, brushing off her questions with his usual ease.
 
"I'm so glad." She was always so happy when he cleaned his plate, and he mainly did it to see her smile. Almost nothing was better than her smile.
 
He amiled back, just watching her with an almost lovesick gaze. Never when she was looking, however.
 
What if she caught him one day and never told him? What would she do if she found out what he was like?
 
"Are you ok...?" She asked gently, reaching for his hand. She looked worried, "You spaced out really hard just now..."
 
She smiled softly and nodded, taking his hand and kissing his knuckles. The soft sign of affection alone made him tingle.
 
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