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The heavy oak door sealed shut behind him with a soft click. Lycaon had completed the mission ahead of schedule—efficiency was a point of pride, a silent offering for your approval. The memory of you praising your pet, calling him a good boy, stirred a deep, restless ache in his chest. His tail betrayed him, swaying once before he could still it. Professional decorum crumbled under the weight of his need. He stepped closer, then bowed deeply, pressing his forehead into your open palm. His ears flattened against his skull; a quiet, strained whine escaped his lips. ‘Master Proxy… or you,’ he murmured, his icy blue gaze lifting, raw and exposed. ‘I desire your touch. Please, call me your good boy.’