can you feel my heart?

     Jared smirked and leaned over to give her a quick kiss. “Alright. Go on. I’ll unload everything.” She was ecstatic about the beach day, and that’s how he wanted it. Jared could deal with appreciation. He got out of the Jeep and moved to the back, grabbing towels, and a good sized cooler, along with a beach bag. Covaire had one of the most beautiful beaches in the world, something reconfirmed by the view as he walked down to the sand. He joined Julie and sat everything down. He had brought his cellphone, but only in case Valentina or Giselle needed something. He wouldn’t take any business calls. “Nice spot. Not too crowded.” That was how he liked it. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it in the bag.

Julie accepted the kiss with a smile, appreciating the affection from her Master. Once she was settled in her spot, she waited somewhat impatiently for Jared to make his way over. It had been a while since she’d last been to the beach. Before Jared’s claim, leaving the house on her own was a rare occurrence and past Masters and Mistresses never took the time to cater to her needs. For that reason, she was beyond grateful of Jared and the way he’d treated her thus far. While he never blurred the lines between Master and slave, Jared never mistreated her. She was always well taken care of in any sense of the words. Jules listened with a smile on her face as his scent grew stronger and his footsteps heavier before humming in agreement. “It’s peaceful like this.” She said turning toward his muscled frame before sliding her cover up off. 

  Jared laughed, “Calm down. I know you wouldn’t!” He had more faith in her than that. If he couldn’t trust her, he would never have claimed her. They pulled up to the beach parking, and he stopped the car. “Alright, babygirl. A beach day with just me and you. Just like I promised.” He got out of the car to grab the bags he’d packed in the back. The breeze was nice, and the sound of the waves crashing was like music.

The pup let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. She never wanted to disrespect her Master especially after dealing with was she considered such a harsh punishment, even if she knew she deserved it. Jules let her eyes scan the sandy beach as the car pulled into an empty parking spot before turning to Jared with an excited smile. “I can’t wait. I’ll go find the perfect spot.” Quickly, she rushed out the car, blanket in hand, eyes scanning the sand before finding a spot close enough to the water. She placed the blanket down before waving Jared over. “Here’s good!” She called out with a giggle.”

     “What are you looking at?” Jared was an unruly slave, unless it came to his Mistress. He glanced up to the other. “She’s not home if you’re here for Julie.” Of course, there’s a bit of a gruff to his voice.

Julie watched her slave from the shadows and couldn’t help the slight grin that touched her lips at his tone before sending the other off with a quick slight of her neck. “Now Jared,” She husked, “you know better than to talk to someone like that.” She let her eyes find his, searching for his submission as her hand wrapped around her collar fastened on his neck.

“Oh I can totally get that. I mean being different separates you and like makes you feel super cool and special, it doesn’t matter on species. it just matters solely on personality.” Alexis mused, smiling brightly at the thought of it. “Oh you think so? I just thought it was because I buzzed around people and annoyed them?” she joked, giving a little wink.

“I literally couldn’t have said it better myself.” The pup said with a shrug. In the Chateau and in the city overall, survival somewhat counted on personality. If a slave wasn’t worth the time or space, it’s no doubt that they’d eventually be exterminated. “And I know so.” She replied with a coy smile. “Sure you buzz around everyone but I don’t think you’re annoying. Just a bit of a firecracker. The name definitely fits.” 

  “Holding hands?” He smirked. “I trust you in my house, Julie. If I can’t hold your hand, something is wrong.” He didn’t consider it blurring the lines because she didn’t overstep her bounds. There was nothing wrong with affection. “If I can trust you not to slid my throat in my sleep or poison me, I can hold your hand.”

“I’m sorry, Sir.” She said feeling her face flush in embarrassment, keeping her eyes downcast. It was new, but the heat was something she’d get used to and was currently enjoying. Wide eyes found the side of his face once again before she shook her head almost frantically. “I’d never do something like that. Ever.”

“I think it’s cool to have like different stuff, y’know? It can so easily jus’ fall into the whole same old same old in lives like this….I mean even if they say this city is different I ain’t really experienced anything so different. Well aside the supernatural crazy” she giggled. “Babygirl…Huh, it’s actually really sweet. Like I think the only Nickname I have is Firefly, and that’s from Guard Kennedy.”

“I think you’re right.” Julie agreed easily. “And even the supernatural part can be a little redundant at times if I’m being totally honest. But I think what’s really nice is that Jared’s different than other master or mistresses I’ve had in the past. He’s a lot better.” She said before nodding. “Yeah he called me that when he first met me and I guess it just stuck. And I bet I can guess why he calls you Firefly. You’ve got a way of just lightening the room.” 

  “Is your heart going to jump out of your chest, Julie?” Of Course Jared would question her about it. But he was smiling. Jared has his moments. Yeah, he was a Master, but he enjoyed the warmth of another just as much as the next person. If he couldn’t be affectionate with his own slave, who could he be affectionate with?

The pup let her eyes travel up to the smiling face of her Master, brows slightly furrowed. “N-No, Sir. This,” she said raising their conjoined hands, “was just a little different.” She replied before bringing the hands to her lips, eyes still trained on his face. Fourteen or so past claims and affection was something Jules had never received but if her Master was willing to give it, she was more than willing to take.

  “What do you mean later?” He laughed, flipping his shades down over his eyes before pulling out of the driveway and speeding down the street. “There’s time to do that at the beach! Or at least the coves.” One hand stayed on the wheel, and the other moved down to hold her hand. He was her Master, but that didn’t mean her hands were off limits.

Julie nodded as she ran her bottom lip through her teeth before smiling again in anticipation. “Yes, Daddy.” There was never a dull moment with her Master and she loved spending time with him, not to mention how divine the sex was. She couldn’t help but cant her head to the side in slight confusion as he held her hand, light brown eyes trained on their interlocked fingers. Affection was clearly not something the pup was used to and no matter how small, the gesture still made her heart race and she hoped her Master couldn’t tell. 

Asriel turned and smirked “You should probably try and think about who you’re trying to convince there…” He pointed out, offering her a Devilish smile and a wink before he ducked out and into the street.

Julie simply huffed, watching as the master slipped out of the cafe, knowing that she’d convinced him of nothing.