Bast did his best to hold still while the man examined him, keeping his head ducked a little and his gaze down. Â Despite his anxiety, though, he couldnât help but enjoy the praise. Â He gave a tiny, shy smile and glanced up at the master. Â âJust a few weeks, sir.â
âA few weeks? Well, you must be pretty well-liked around here, hm?â he asked curiously, leading the male away from his cell. âSo, how exactly did you plan on serving me tonight? Did you have something specific in mind, or is it just whatever I want?â













