Isaac always ended up tired by the end of the day, but he had spent the entire school day dizzy and distracted at the thought of catching up with Matt. It would be so nice to have proper friends again. But when he caught up with Matt, the other boy looked as tired as he usually felt. “Are you okay?” he asked. “We can do this another day, if you want…”
Lazily he waved at Isaac as the taller male approached. “I’m fine.” Matt assured Isaac with a smile. “I just need caffeine, is all. I’ll be good after I get a soda in me, I promise. Besides. I’ve been looking forward to spending the afternoon with you all day. We’ve got a lot to catch up on. Don’t we?” Matt asked, leading the way toward his Volkswagen.
Isaac flinched a little at the contact but didn’t pull away, blinking at him. “Uh… Y-yeah,” he agreed, trying not to be too hopeful. After all, he had still done something wrong to push Matt away and he was desperate to get that back. He didn’t really have anyone else. “Sounds great. I’ll meet you after school?”
After school Matt waited near the entrance, obviously frazzled and tired after his day. He wanted to go home and take a nap, but he had promised Isaac that he’d spend time with him. Plus, they were touching base and it was going to be nice to reconnect with him. He waited on the stairs, thumbing through his camera. Isaac would show eventually. Or would he be ditched? It was a possibility and it always happened more often than not. Only time would tell.
“Thank you, sir. You’re the best.” Bryce smiled, nuzzling the other’s cheek before reaching for the collar first, wrapping it around his neck all pretty like. Next were the wrist cuffs, nice and snug around his pale skin. He got down on all fours, where he belonged, and looked up at the brunet like an eager pup, smiling brightly at his new gift. “Feels nice and soft on my skin, sir.”
“You’re welcome, Pup.” Matt grinned down at Bryce as he started to put on his gift. It looked beautiful against his skin, the pale blue adding to the lovely contrast. “It should It’s lined with fur. Which means you can wear it without it chafing.” He said as he grabbed at the leash that matched his collar. He hooked them together and gave a firm tug, not enough to harm Bryce but enough to remind him of his place. Though he was well aware that Bryce enjoyed his position he just enjoyed feeding off of his submissive nature. “Bark for me, Boy.”
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❝—Fine. But if I wear this for you,
you have to clean the loft in that
maid outfit I bought you. Deal?❞
“I don’t see why not. It shows off my legs.
Can you sprout some cute fluffy ears and a tail for me?”