“M-Master, I should reallyyy get going…” He spoke in a hushed tone, his voice sounding a slight bit shaky due to how nervous he was as his fingers gently grazed your bare skin.

“No, stay. Just a little longer.” You growled, gripping his waist tightly, your nails digging into his skin to a certain extent, causing him to a let out a soft whimper.

You feel him trembling marginally under your touch, you can tell hes nervous, and you like it. You want to take advantage of his pathetic vulnerability.