"I don't know, leaving someone at your old camp or something? But enough about that. We need you out of these clothes." He pulled Nate's shirt off and bit back at a moan. He might have to rethink his plan for wanting to ride Nate.
"You're strong." he said, reaching to trace his muscles. "Can you follow orders? Ones that might not seem exactly...." Sane? "what a master from your stories might wants?" He rolled a nipple in between his fingers as he leaned in to attack Nate's neck, needing to see that marked up.