Matteo looked at Aaron in amusement at the blonde’s very obvious excitement. His smile widened a little as he bounced in front of him. “Good.” he said with a nod. “Now, I just got all my things reorganized in my car after having Faith inside it, so I’d really prefer if you didn’t mess with things. But otherwise, you can do what you like.” he told Aaron. “Gulianna is waiting for us at the house, and she knows you’re coming. I hope you two will get along.” he continued. “Is that all of what you’re bringing?” he asked, nodding at the suitcase.
Aaron nodded. ”I don’t like it when people mess with my stuff… so I don’t tend to do that kind of stuff.” He was bouncy and happy and he couldn’t wait for whatever was to come. ”I get along with people… unless they’re mean… if they’re mean then…” His voice trailed off as he sighed. ”I’ll shut up now, sir…” he muttered, looking down as he walked.
Matteo was almost glowing from the break he’d had with Gulianna before leaving to pick up Aaron. He had a contented smile as he drove to the House of Saints. He wasn’t sure how well this was going to work out, but he hoped it went well. He actually had the radio on while he drove, his fingers tapping on the steering wheel. It didn’t take long for him to get to the House, and once he got there he just had to talk to one of the guards. Then go find Aaron. He stood over to the side, watching the boy pace around the room. He actually counted the steps in his head before he moved so that the blonde could see him. He smiled back at Aaron. “Hello Aaron, you ready to go?” he asked, reaching over to pull Aaron out of the bow.
Pulled out of the bow, Aaron smiled at Matteo, the grin lighting up his entire face. He nodded quickly, still grinning. ”Yes, sir!” he said, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, the excitement pulsing through him like an energy that he couldn’t control. ”I mean… uh…” He took a deep breath and stopped the bouncing as he stared at the floor. Maybe Matteo didn’t want him to be this hyper and excited, so he attempted to reel it in a bit, his foot still tapping in a triplet pattern on the ground. ”Yes… sir.”
Bag in hand, Aaron paced the room nervously. It was one of his nervous habits. He would take three steps, then pause for three seconds, then take another three steps. It all happened subconsciously as his mind reeled over what was about to happen. This was his chance to shine; this was his chance to win Master Matteo over once and for all. He would do whatever it took to win him over. While a part of him felt horrible (since Matteo was also interested in another male slave), a larger part of him wanted out of the House. This was his ticket to “freedom.” This was a nice guy who didn’t judge him or mock him. This was it. The blond paced until Matteo arrived. He had to stop himself from falling to his knees in front of the Master. Instead he smiled and bowed slightly at the waist. ”Hello, Master, sir.”
I’ll be there in about 10 minutes or so.
I’ll be waiting in the lobby.
I’m just about to leave to pick you up.
Where did you three get off to?
Right here, sir.
Just waiting for you to pick me up.
I am quite glad for that Aaron.
I just hope that I can please you.