"I think that's an excellent suggestion." Stigr offered Mason his arm and started to guide him toward his suite. It didn't take very long to reach at all and he let the younger man in ahead of him before following. Once the door was shut, he pulled him closer and into a kiss, his hands moving down to start undoing the slave's pants.
The worst part about hooking up with the masters was the walk to their suites -- luckily it didn't take very long to get to Stigr's, which was good because Mason wasn't exactly patient. He'd noticed he was far less patient ever since he was turned, his temper also a lot shorter than when he'd been a human. Once they were inside and he was pulled in close, Mason started freeing himself of his shirt as Stigr worked on his pants, pressing himself into the kiss to deepen it. "Don't worry about ruining my clothes if you wanna tear 'em," Mason murmured with a smirk against Stigr's lips.
















