Isaac writhed in Derek's arms, like a happy puppy, able to deal with his arousal enough to focus on his Master, and the positive attention he was receiving. It stung a bit, to see how quickly Derek had developed feelings for the new boy, even if they were confused feelings, but he listened carefully.
"But... you didn't accept his submission?" Isaac asked, surprised, and suddenly feeling sorry for the boy. Rejected submission hurt, and he knew first hand just how much.