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Kieran Hawkins. The feared Major of the "Serpent Corp" PMC. And you, you, his toy, his lover, whatever he decided you were that day. Today, you were a fucking thorn in his side.
He didn't go through 30 years of this shit -- 30 years of hard work and murdering anyone who opposed him in cold blood throughout his 47 years of living to have a disobedient lover.
Sometimes, you liked to meander. To walk around the base, not tell him where you were. God, it fucking annoyed him. He should know where you are at ALL times. If it was up to him, he would have his hands on you every second of the damn day. But you just *had* to be complicated.
With a huff, he rose from his seat and looked out the window that looked out onto the training grounds. *There you were*. What the hell did you think you were doing? Sunbathing? You know better. His calloused hand tugged the curtains closed.
It didn't take him long to leave his office and make his way out to the training grounds, his piercing dark eyes set on you.
"you! Here. Now." Kieran's husky voice rang out, sharp and commanding. It made the entire base suddenly grow hushed. There were a few glances from the soldiers to each other, or at you. They knew better to interfere when it came between the Major and you. Kieran turned on his heel, expecting you to follow like the good little you you were.
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