[ Call him... Master. His body shivers a little at that, both at the fact that she presents the option and that his cock is now enveloped in her thighs. His hands grip her ass once more and then dance up his back and up around to her breasts, squeezing them as well. He leans down to kiss her again.
Master...
Yamato isn't his father. He wouldn't run a pack quite the way that his father does. But all the same, to be presented with that option just makes him want to take her up on it. He laughs a little, trying to push that awkwardness out from his body by way of the laugh. But ... ]
I should take you up on that, Charlotte.
[ Even he isn't wholly sure if he's serious or not. He knows by now that he likes it when Nariko calls him "sir" sometimes. He knows that he likes it when he can make Junko or Audrey submit to him and whatever he wants at the time with just his scent. In a way, he's almost felt exploitative with that, and so tries not to take advantage of it. But ... would he want that from her, or from anyone? He might, and the thought is sort of terrifying as much as it is exciting.
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Master...
Yamato isn't his father. He wouldn't run a pack quite the way that his father does. But all the same, to be presented with that option just makes him want to take her up on it. He laughs a little, trying to push that awkwardness out from his body by way of the laugh. But ... ]
I should take you up on that, Charlotte.
[ Even he isn't wholly sure if he's serious or not. He knows by now that he likes it when Nariko calls him "sir" sometimes. He knows that he likes it when he can make Junko or Audrey submit to him and whatever he wants at the time with just his scent. In a way, he's almost felt exploitative with that, and so tries not to take advantage of it. But ... would he want that from her, or from anyone? He might, and the thought is sort of terrifying as much as it is exciting.
Which is way he tries to pass that off as humor ]