Emrys' heart began to race as the werewolf requested the boy use his given name for the second time. He wanted to be able to do that again but his masters words from the beginning of the week quickly filled his mind.
Do you think you are better than the lowly position you are in? You are my slave! Not my equal.
His body began to tremble with anxiety and he quickly buried his face into his master's neck. He didn't want the werewolf to see how pathetic he was. That he couldn't even say a simple one syllable name. He did his best to hide it, placing kisses and light nips to the skin before nuzzling behind the mans ear.
"I..I want you inside of me," he breathed out, nails digging into Mirs shoulders. "I want to feel you filling me, claiming me.."