Isaac luxuriated under Derek's small, intimate touches, savouring each one as if it might be the last. He did finally feel, however, that he was safe, that no one would be coming to pull him away from his Master, and that Derek wouldn't soon grow tired of him.
"You know," he said, idly. "If he didn't seem so put off by the idea, I would mind... well, I mean, the three of us..."