William's hands started to loosen around me, I craned up neck to find his eyes closed. His face relaxed, glowing in the golden lights of the room. My fingers started to trace the nape of his neck. My breathe relaxing the late night and drowsiness took over my brain. My tremble eased.

I was in love with him. I was slaves by his control. I had no desire to get out of it. I am his slave. Slave. The realization didn't hit me painfully this time. It no longer makes me feel sad. I feel to be his forever.

I kissed his neck chastly and felt normal. I trailed kisses up his neck without removing my face from his shoulder. He might have stiffened under by breathe, but I didn't notice immediately.  So I continued.

"Annabeth.." he warned me gently, I sat up playing with his shirt's button. I peeked shyly at his face, my eyes lingering up to his lips. I started boldy at his lips zoning out of world. I wondered what it would feel to kiss him. I wondered if he would mind...

With a very little thought I brushed my lips over his and I was on the floor with a thump.

"Annabeth!" William hissed lurching on his feet and stepping back until there was atleast three yards separating us.

"I'm sorry" I apologised pitifully, humiliated and embarrassed of my action. I started to rise up but he stormed forward standing in front of me.

"Do not stand without permission!"

Tears started flowing down my face. I did what I was told to. I had never seen him so angry. He never yelled at me so loudly ever. I so badly wanted to please him. I knelt properly, knees apart, hands on my lap. "I'm sorr-"

"Quiet!"

I flinched, crying mercilessly at his fury. How could have I possibly angered him with just a kiss? I wanted to apologise so bad but I quietly cried maintaining my position. Until my tears turned into pitiful sobs. He didn't speak nor moved. His feet planted infront of me. Tears wetting the tip of leather.

"YOU are my submissive, I am your Master. I decide when to kiss you, YOU don't decide when to kiss me"

And then he dropped on his knees infront of me, dug his hand in my hair and slanted his mouth over mine.

It was a brutal, punishing even as if he wanted to teach me a lesson. But I expected nothing less from my rough dominant. I surrendered to him completely. Dropping to take any control.

When his tongue thrust into my mouth, mine was there to meet his. I chould have swallowed the moan bubbling in my throat but I had no idea it was coming until I heard it myself. I sounded so needy but I couldn't help it. I had so badly wanted a kiss. His kiss.

I entwined my arms around his neck rising up onto my knees, pressing my body against his. His other hand slipped around my waist holding me tightly to his body.

I almost felt guilty of indulge him in a kiss with me. But it faded when he started lowering me back on the floor and crawling forward, kissing me passionately.

He released my lips and thoughts flood my mind. I had never been kissed before. I was expecting it to be unpleasant but it wasn't. In fact it didn't feel difficult. It was familiar,  easy.

His mouth started grazing my neck, kissing hungrily on my collar bone. A gasp left my mouth. It sounded like the same during spanking. How does his do that? His teeth nibbled on my earlobe. "Horny little girl"
I whined greedily wanting more. I was dying to feel him again. Even though I just had my first release.  His crude words made me wetter. I pressed myself down on his thigh once again. But he pulled me up.

"Perhaps I should leave you all wet and begging" he told me with a fierce hunger in his eyes "that'll make your release a lot more sweeter, you know"

"No" I whined shaking my head "Please Master..."

"I would love to hear you begging my Annabeth" his mouth devoured my neck again as he made his way back to my neck. " but I am supposed to get you back to your room and I believe it's already too late"

"Oh" I whispered breathlessly from his kiss.
"Will I get in trouble?"

"I will speak to Alexander"
He sat up, tugging me along. " As long as I get you back there in half an hour it will be okay"
He pulled me up. I shifted my weight from one leg to other uncomfortably wanting to jump on him and beg for his skillful fingers to touch me again. He noticed my discomfort and teasing yet a sympathetic smile appeared on his face which turned into a smirk. He lifted my chin with his finger.

"Don't fuss my Annabeth" his voice gentle "or I will make you wait longer for your release "

Biting my lip to prevent a pouting I replied obediently "yes master"

"Good girl" he said caressing my cheek. I closed my eyes savouring his touch. " now how would you like to accompany me?" He asked. His question challenging me everytime. "Walk, crawl or I could carry you?"

I wanted him to carry me, I have felt how his arms feel wrapped around me I wanted to feel it all again. How can I settle for anything less?
But will he be able to carry me through campus? I know he can. I studied his built once again. But he can carry me doesn't mean he necessarily wanted to.

I bit my inner cheek from the thought war inside my mind.

"Annabeth"
William caught my attention in a Robin voice, tipping my chin with one of his finger "Where is your focus right now?"

"O..on you master"

"Is it?"

"Yes master"

"Why haven't you answered my question then?"

Where is my boldness now? It was eagerly jumping out to kiss him. Ofcourse I could tell him how I wanted to accompany him.

"Answer me before you earn another trip across my knees, Annabeth"
I blushed at the thought, not necessarily hating the idea...he noticed and smirked as he reached to pinch the back of my neck earning a gasp from my mouth.

"Or perhaps you'd like that too much"
A smile tugged at my lips watching him smile looking at me. I felt at ease..

"Master" I lowered my head "will you carry me?"

"Look at me when you speak" he instructed gently and I lifted my head shyly, Repetiting my question.

"Will you carry me Master? Please?

He smiled. A rare smile that didn't accompany a smirk.

"Yes Annabeth. I will carry you."