Emrys whimpered into the kiss, nipping at his masters bottom lip lightly as he pulled away. The words Mir spoke briefly reminded the boy of the evening in the playroom. But it was different. Instead of the vampires cold eyes, his masters showed affection under lust. And Emrys knew that if he showed one hint of unease, Mir would stop.
Drawing the digit into his mouth, Emrys swiped his tongue along the pad of his masters thumb. While he loved Mirs gentleness with him, he was finding that this forcefulness was just as fun once in a while.