“I drag you the fuck over there to get the bottle like a good little boy, and then you whimper at my feet all night because you might hate orders and authority, but you fucking crave that shit in your sex life like the little slut you are,” he says, a timbre to his tone but not a single increase in his volume of voice. “If you want the next method, I can find a way to add in the rest of the pet names. Your choice, baby.”
