Carrick delighted in the way Samandriel leaned forwards seeking another kiss. He waited until he was sure the slave's orgasm was over, then allowed Samandriel to kiss him once more. He could still taste his own seed on the slave's tongue, and he drew the wet ribbon of muscle further into his mouth, sucking on it lightly.
"I'm not always as cruel a Master as you think," he replied, and got to his feet, fingers stroking through the slave's hair, then lifting him to his feet.
"I've ordered you some breakfast. I thought you should probably eat something hearty." He leaned forwards, his lips ghosting over the reddened lips. "You're going to need all your energy later..."