Mir turned his hand, palm up to clasp the other's. He hoped Emrys' sigh was of relief. It made him happy to think that Emrys didn't like the idea either. It had been an experiment that he never wanted to try again. But now Emrys was blushing. Mir frowned slightly, Emrys like what this other man did to him? Did he like cold and uncaring? That made Mir start look at everything differently.
Jenn liked his attention and so did Emrys, but was he being too gentle? Did they want a master that took from them and gave nothing back? He tried to think of his mother and father and their relationship. He had seen his mother sad too many times because of what his father had done at one time or another, but she never voiced it. Mir shook his eyes, closing his eyes.
"Do you wish I was like that? Not caring what you want?" He asked, then paused. "Before you answer that, what did he do that you enjoyed?"