A smile appeared on his lips as Carrick said 'sweet boy', loving that. Loving that Carrick wanted him, was so affectionate toward him. It drove home the face that he was going to be cared for and liked. Dare he hope loved? Could he dare hope for such a thing as love from his Master?
He sucked in a trembling breath at Carrick's words as he spoke of keeping him awake all night. Oh, he wanted that. So badly. He looked up and met his Master's eyes. He moved up as bade and snuggled in close to Carrick's side as they walked. So very excited for this. To be with him. "Please, Master..." he said, his cock twitching beneath the flimsy material of the nightgown at the thought of Carrick's cock in his mouth. He let his Master lead him where he willed.