"It still does not give me the right to be a bad master." He said, running his hand through the other's hair. But he was even more sad when the other told him he was not ready to come back. That was not what he wanted to hear. Had he thought Emrys would jump at the chance, yes. Mir licked his lips then moved up to kiss Emrys, holding his head between Mir's hands. He was not ready to leave his slave just yet.
"If you could have anything right now," he asked, breaking the gentle kiss. "What would it be?" Running a finger over his cheeks.