Elias chuckled to himself. James really was quite the catch. He'd probably be the best slave he'd ever trained so far. He eyed the sliver of stomach the outfit showed off. "Hmm, I wonder if I should get you tattoos," he murmured.

"What kind of tattoos," James said with a blush. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. Part of him liked the idea, but another part found them to be painful.

Elias pulled the other closer. "Nothing fancy. Simple designs that are elegant." He traced the skin peeking out from the shirt. "Maybe something to show off those nice hip bones," he murmured, a thumb sweeping over the jut of bone firmly.

He smiled and happily got closer to his master, leaning his head against his master's chest gently as he felt him feel his body. "You mean a picture, or a pattern," He asked, snuggling his head against him, enjoying the warmth and closeness.

Aww, now wasn't that just adorable. "So, you're a cuddle slut on top of a cock slut?" he thought that was wonderful. "A pattern, most likely," he answered, continuing to feel the other's body gently.

"What kind of pattern," He asked, leaning on him closely. He didn't know what it meant to be a cuddleslut, but he loved to be close to his master and to feel his warm body press against his.

Elias slid an arm around the other, the hand travelling inside the panties to tease the toy in his hole. "Not sure yet. I imagine spirals or loops would look very nice. Probably in a dark color to contrast your skin." Elias was actually really enjoying this. He normally wasn't so touchy-feely affectionate with slaves.

The boy gasped when the toy inside him was touched, shivering. "Oh Master," He moaned, closing his eyes. "That feels good," He said, gasping loudly whenever the toy was pressed close to his prostate.

Elias continued teasing the other with the toy. At one particularly hard push, he ramped the toy up to it's highest setting.

"Argh," He gasped with pleasure, before turned red and looking down. He had just came in his panties, and was extremely embarrased. He knew his master wouldn't like it, but he didn't dare lie about it. "Master," He said slowly, looking at him shyly.