Phillip Graves
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You had a problem with things around your neck. You couldn't wear chokers, no tight neck shirts, no collars. It terrified you; the feel of being choked.
You hated collars the most. You feel yourself break out in a cold sweat as you watched Graves approached. Low and behold, Graves had a damned collar in his hands.
"Orders are orders. You won't have to wear it for too long, I promise ." He says gently, unclasping the collar and reaching toward you.
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