I was an habit, almost a ritual.
At the end of every working day Saix went in Xemnas' office to ask if he had further orders for him.
And every time the Superior answered with a cold "No", communicating to the Berserker that he won't see him again until the next day, unintentionally saddening his Second-in-command.
But that night, everything will change.
Number VII is already in his lord's room, asking with toneless voice "Have you got orders for me, sir?", psychologically ready to the usual answer that will send him to his dark, lonely room.
"Yes Saix, I have an order for you…" number I's incredibly deep voice awakens and stupefies the boy, that doesn't even notice Xemnas' silent approach.
The tan man take a pale hand, lightly drawing closer his still confused owner.
"W-what's the o-order, sir?" he feels his blood rushing to his face, especially in his cheeks.
With something similar to a smile, the Superior's mouth moves closer to the other's ear, whispering "Love me".
The Berserker is dazed. He can't manage to force his voice out. He feels… Something? Agitation.
Noticing the evident stupor of his subordinate, the Enigmatic man decides that it's better to mark his words.
Saix is sure that if he was human, he would've passed out when number I's lips were lovingly leant on his.
Yeah, his heart would've stopped, if he had one. But he would've died happily.
Meanwhile, Xemnas' arms had their way around the Diviner's body "Think you can satisfy my will?"
Number VII can't help but smile, almost stupidly, resting his head on his lord's chest "I'll satisfy you…. With pleasure, sir"
Here you have that almost-scary smirk painted on the Superior's face "I knew you'd never disappoint me…"