You were a powerful female overlord in the galaxy, you were second, Lord Dominator obviously taking first place. At first, you two had never gotten along and always argued or fought whenever you two did something as simple like locking eyes. You would've never expected to actually get close with her, but that had changed about a few months ago and you two were practically attached to the hip now.

You always thought of Lord Dominator as any synonym of the word "friend".

But she didn't. She thought of you more than that, something more intimate. But she would never admit it, she didn't want to be your friend, she wanted to be your bitch.

You and Lord Dominator were currently conquering a planet, wide malicious grins plastered onto both of your faces as you wreaked havoc upon the poor planet. Lord Dominator took a glance over at your face and suddenly felt her face heat up slightly just from it, she quickly shook the blush away as quickly as it appeared. Luckily, you were too busy cackling at the poor citizens running and screaming in fear to see her blushing, she let out a sigh of relief, glad that you hadn't noticed that she was vulnerable for a second there.

After your fun, you both had destroyed the planet, transforming what was once a lavish planet full of life into hunks of rocks floating through space with no purpose. You two were in Lord Dominator's throne room, she was sat on her throne while you were sitting on the arm rest, her arm around your waist as you guys talked about the previous planet you two had dominated and destroyed. Lord Dominator was wearing her armor, she had claimed that she was wearing it because it "made her sound and look cooler", though in reality it was because she was blushing intensely and didn't want you to see that. Fortunately for her, you believed the little lie and continued to chat with her about the previous chaos you two had caused.