That broke Elias's heart. He couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed James and pulled him close, putting him in his lap. "Hey, hey, you came to me that way. I wasn't given the choice." He realized that wasn't very comforting. He was rubbing the other's back, trying to get him to calm down. "But I do like you. You're one of the best slaves I've ever had. Not just well behaved, but cute, and happy..." he trailed off, the next part catching in his throat. "And, I think I might love you too." Well, now he was well and truly fucked.

He relaxed a little when he pulled him onto his lap, letting out a small whimper of pleasure. "mmmm, really," He asked, turning around and facing him, his legs wrapped comfortably around his sides. "Your not just saying that," He asked, tilting his head, nervous now. This could be some trap. If only he had a way to know for sure.

Elias reached a hand up, stroking tears out of the other's face. "What good would lying do me?" he asked softly, looking the other in the eyes. "You're my slave after all, I don't have to appease you. I could just let you cry, make you suck it up, and deal with it." He paused, letting his chest tighten at the thought of that. "But I hate seeing you so sad. I can't stand it." He pulled the other closer, kissing those tear-stained cheeks.

He loved the kisses, melting at each one. "Could, I maybe have a kiss on my lips then," He asked, hopefully, yet still scared. He wondered if he'd agree, he sure hoped he would. The idea of such of thing sounded divine.

Elias didn't even bother to answer, just taking the other's face in his hands and pulling him close to seal their lips together. He saw nothing wrong with kissing, and he loved the feeling of it. There was only a small, paranoid voice in his head that worried about James just saying all this to get to him.

"Mmm," James moaned at the kiss, closing his eyes gently. He opened his mouth gently, keeping it pressed against his, wanting him to enter him with his tongue. They were so close, and he loved the feeling of it all.

Elias instantly moved his tongue in. James had not begun to see the kind of aggressive animal Elias could be, held back and controlled as he was as a trainer. He was passionate, dominating the other's mouth.

James moaned and let him explore, holding onto his body gently. He opened wide for him, snuggling him gently. He was very warm, and very comfy.

Elias couldn't take much more of this. He turned, laying the other down on the couch so he was over him. He pressed hard against the other, grinding slightly against him. Such a cutie, Elias couldn't remember the last time he'd made out like this.

James trembled at the grinding, panting a little. "Mmmm," He moaned into the kiss, holding on to him tightly, loving being held like this. He really was a cuddle slut, and seemed to be enjoying this a whole lot.