The collar claimed him as slave, but Greg claimed him as a lover. They never went too far, sometimes not far enough, but Greg was so careful even if he was powerful.
As Greg moved down to his neck Ryan begged to be marked. "Make them think you bent me over your desk and fucked me." Ooo, that was an idea he would save for later. "I want to look used, fuck I love when you do that. Love when you cause me such pleasure."