-Heat leaned over, and calmly kissed Rebecca on the lips.
Staying there like that for a moment, before leaning back.-
You are correct Mistress, however I am still in these, ‘Middle ages’ in a sense.
Rebecca made a wheezing sound and fell straight over, her eyes swirls as her mind attempted to process what just happened.
It is, One’s name can only be dignified by people on the same status level without being rude, or demeaning.
-Heat blinked again, his lips twitching slightly.-
Mistress, I take orders and commands. If you wish me to do something particular I apologize, but I must request that you give me the order. Or else I would not understand what Mistress wishes of me.
“…Status level? Heat, we’re not in the middle ages. You’re at the same level I am.”
“I don’t give orders because that’s for leaders. I’m not a leader.”
-Heat blinked, otherwise not reacting to the gentle tug as he looked to her.-
Mistress, saying names is rude and impolite of me, unless ordered otherwise.
I am pretty sure that I am fine.
“…Heat, it’s not rude or impolite and you know I don’t give orders.”
Rebecca gently squished his cheeks with her palms, a small pout on her face.
“You know that fact more than anyone.”
Mistress?
-Heat blinked a bit cluelessly, and rubbed the side of his head.-
I am fine Mistress.
Rebecca’s face lit up in bright red at that one and she gently tugged on his cheeks.
“I thought your nickname for me was Rebby, Heat. And you’re giving me a title, you don’t sound fine to me.”
Nothing that I am aware of Ma’am. Do wish of anything from me?
“One, please don’t call me ‘ma’am’. That’s my mom. And two, are you doing alright?”
-Heat blinked, giving another nod.-
Ah, I understand this concept…
-He quietly walked with her until they hit the store. Patient when she opened the door.-
Indeed, let us hope that there are pleasant finds here.
-Heat then shifted himself in, having always thought that was for the other person to walk in, lightly pulling her with him to join within the confines of the store as he glanced around.-
“This is a pretty good collar store so the selection should be great.”
“Ah, there they are.”
Rebecca pointed at the back, a royal blue curtained doorway. There was a small sign on it reading ‘No Children Allowed’. Rebecca kissed Heat’s forehead and gently tugged his hand to follow her behind the curtain. What was behind there was a large selection of human collars in the smallish room, fabric and leather alike.
“Take your pick, Heat. Y’can get as many as you’d like.”
-Heat gave a small nod, crossing his arms again it seemed.-
Yeah..
It’s nice to not be noticed..
I’m sure it is, though I don’t know what a District is.
-Heat idly blinked, feeling well however, for some reason he wanted to become distant, more in the sense of thinking what he would normally be rambling on about like an old man.-
“I’d probably be mobbed by rabid fans and we’d both get hurt.”
“A district is basically a section, simply enough.”
Rebecca spotted the collar store, walking over to the door and quietly opening it, still holding Heat’s hand as she held open the door.
“In we go.”
-Heat softly muttered something, along the lines of ‘Thank you’ in a quiet voice, as if not wanting her to hear it. Before following her like a puppy would.-
… Alright, I am content with this distance. Rather than being across the area and…
With more people…
Rebecca simply kissed Heat’s forehead again, not revealing whether she heard or not as she walked by Heat’s side.
“I’m content with it too, I’m kinda famous in this region so it’d be good to get there and back before anyone notices that we were there. With that said, it’s a very beautiful shopping district.”
Ah… I see.
This is good to hear, although I do not know what could happen to a lone pretty lady on the beach.
If you wish so yes.
-Heat said simply, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply, nose twitching to the unfamiliar scent.
Before he silently fumbled himself closer to Rebecca.
He didn’t have the heart to tell her that this open space was starting to make him feel sick.-
Rebecca wrapped a gentle arm around Heat’s shoulders to hold him close, softly kissing his forehead before starting to walk again at a pace that Heat could match.
“Once we get into Undella, the store’s just a few steps away from the forest.”
…
I bet that… Clyde would like this place…
-Heat said a bit randomly, crossing his arms and looking down to the sand. Standing up as he often did, rather than the option of sitting.
He was a bit tense.
He didn’t want to sit.
Heat took a deep inhale, and a calming exhale. Glancing up to the water again.-
…
What if you go alone though?…
Who’d be there to watch your back?…
“I’d bet. It’s a very beautiful place.”
“Go alone? Never gonna happen. I always take my team with me.”
Especially in this day and age where a young lady on the beach alone is just asking for theft or kidnapping.
“Y’wanna keep going?”
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