#12.5

It was so difficult for Wyatt to contain his excitement. Master was back! He tried to speed walk through the hallway to the familiar door. Wyatt didn’t grab a single thing from his room before he left, no clothes for the next school day, no hair gel, nothing. His mind was too much on Deven to focus on anything else. His heart thrummed in his chest, a mixture of excitement and  nerves. Wyatt was already screwing up, what if he got more wrong, what if he forgot something? Master didn’t need that tonight of all nights. As he approached the Dominant’s door he took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself even though he didn’t fee like it did much. Wyatt knelt, his butt rested on his heels, his palms on his thighs and bowed his head in respect toward his Master. After one more breath, he lifted a hand to knock. @devenisaclarington​