Emrys shivered at the thought, Mir leaving him bound and helpless only coming to him when he wanted him. It definitely was an arousing thought. "If you did that, I'm afraid the downstairs would never get cleaned and your dinner never made" he pointed out with a teasing smile. Feeling a little bold the boy leaned forward, nuzzling his masters neck before gently nipping at the skin. It wasn't hard enough to break the skin or even leave a mark, but it could still be felt. He wasn't sure how the werewolf would react, but Emrys felt he shouldn't have to rely on only what his master told him he liked. He also wanted to find things out for himself as well.
With a soft moan the boy pulled away, moving to stand. It was a little difficult without the use of his hands to aid him but he was able to manage it without hurting or embarrassing himself. Blue eyes glazed over with lust looked down at Mir. It was a strange situation, him being the one to stand over his master. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, but made no sound to protest or complain.