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Draco chuckled at his pet's frustration, looking down and admiring his new slave's beautiful behind bobbing up in the air back and forth, teasingly with how perfect it was. Licking his lips a little, he led him towards the kitchen. Holding the door for him, he smiled as he snapped his finger, causing a very pale, slightly translucient man to appear before them instantly. Knowing that likely caught his toy off guard, he smiled and said, "Hello Garmar. Mind cooking? I'd like some baked chicken, extra rare, and make it bloody. And my pet, hmmm," He paused, looking down at his slave unsure what to have Garmar make him. Deciding to be generous, he said, "Make him a salad, extra lettuce, and a variety of dressings next to the bowl so he can have a selection to choose from. No meat though," He said with a smirk, having already decided to have the only meat that came into Aiden's lips be his own.
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