I fiddled with the chopsticks fruitlessly and eventually used the spoon and fork. Matteo chuckled when I had a bit of a problem, but I managed to get the hang of it. He had a plate of noodles with stir-fried vegetables, all of which was mixed in a supposedly spicy sauce.

When I asked to taste it, he looked at me like I was making a bad decision. He knew I couldn't handle anything too spicy, but I did want to try it at least once. After the bite, my tongue was on fire, so I had dunked it in some ice water while Matteo chuckled to himself. His food was flavorful, though, but that spiciness was too much of a killer for me.

I liked my bowl of noodle soup. The noodles were thick and kind of springy, which I really liked. The meat was pork, I think, and the soft vegetables made everything really easy and fun to eat. My tail just couldn't stay still, so I had to sit on it while I ate.

Matteo patted my head. "Enjoying yourself?"

I nodded with a happy, close-lipped smile while chewing another mouthful. I thanked him again once my mouth was empty. Matteo chuckled and kissed my temple, then continued eating.

It seemed as though there were eyes on us, but anytime I glanced up there was no one paying attention to us. I quirked my lips to the side, but chose to ignore it for the moment. I kept sipping and chewing on my kid's size portion while watching Matteo. He blushed anytime he caught me staring at him. I grinned most of the time, which made him smile shyly in return.

Eventually, when I was calm, I released my tail and then it slowly flicked behind me, whacking against something every few seconds. I was annoying myself, so I gathered my tail again and pulled it through the gap to push it underneath my left leg. After a few minutes, all was well but there was a slight problem.

"Hey," started an unfamiliar voice. "You could have said something instead of bugging me for the past ten minutes."

I looked up to see a guy, probably a sophomore in high school, glaring at me with annoyance written all over his face. For a moment, I contemplated telling him off, but it was my fault.

"Sorry, it's just a bad habit." I said softly, and he raised an eyebrow.

"What were you hitting me with?"

I pursed my lips. "Not telling."

He was clearly ticked off when I turned back to my food. He crossed his arms and tried to puff himself up to look scary. I rolled my eyes. Matteo bit back his laughter at my expression of irritation.

"Look, I said I'm sorry. Back off." I grunted, dipping the spoon in the bowl again. "If you're trying to pick a fight with a child-sized adult, it's clear that you feel inferior."

The guy spluttered, "Wh-what, you bit—!"

I stood up on my chair and shut him up with a single tap of my fingertip to his lips. "Ssh, no more."

He tried to say something, but I had temporarily sealed his lips. His shocked cries were muffled.

"Your seal will be removed in about half an hour. Think you can handle it, big boy?" I chuckled as I sat down, flicking my thumb back towards his seat. "Sit your butt down."

The guy was totally freaked out, but did as told with nary a sound. The people he was hanging out with looked like his friends, and they appeared to be just as shocked as their temporarily mute friend.

I turned back to my food with a happy hum, but felt Matteo's eyes on me. I looked up with a bright smile.

"What's wrong, Mattie?"

He blushed and leaned over the table a bit to whisper, "Your dominant tone was too much for me."

I blushed when I noticed a bit of his bulge peeking out from under the tabletop from the way he was leaning over it. I patted his cheeks with my fingertips and pecked his chin, so he sat down with a happy laugh on his lips. Matteo is so cute, honestly. His dark blue eyes sparkled when they met my violet ones. He grinned at me, showing off his usual cute dimple in his left cheek.

Honestly, I was so stuffed at the end of the meal. I wanted to try the coconut ice cream so badly, but I was too full. Matteo ordered it anyway and fed me little spoonfuls, which was a good thing for me. I made sure to feed him a few bigger bites and he appeared to be very pleased.

I climbed into his lap to wait for the bill and because I really wanted to snuggle in his arms. Matteo smiled and leaned back a bit to get comfortable for the wait. He cradled my back and neck, but I tucked my right cheek against his chest. Matteo relaxed, gently rocking from side to side.

My tail flicked lazily around the right legs of the chair, bumping against a few people's ankles while they walked by. They were clearly freaked out and hurried away. I giggled quietly, grinning to myself.

"Thank you for dinner, Mattie." I said with a grin.

"And thank you for the company, Anwyll." he responded quietly, rubbing my cheek with one thumb. "And thank you for accepting my request."

"As long as you're ready, then you are more than welcome. Besides, I'm ready anytime you are." I smirked, and he blushed.

My tail curled in pleasure and flicked with excitement from his cuteness. My wolf ears twitched when I felt a hostile gaze. I turned my head to look at the table that was behind me. The guy from before swallowed thickly when my piercing glare bored into his soul. The hostility faded not long after Matteo signed the receipt.

He picked me up with ease as per usual and I peered over his shoulder with a smirk. I flicked up my pointer finger and the guy could finally open his mouth as we left. His jaw dropped just as we left the restaurant.

I burst into laughter, hugging Matteo's neck while my tail whirled around. He chuckled and kissed my head.

"Let's go to the hotel, Master." he whispered, unlocking the car with a nervous form of haste.

I giggled when he stuffed me into the passenger seat and put the seatbelt on me. He shut the door firmly and climbed in the driver's side. I hugged my tail, rubbing my face on it with an excited giggle on my lips.

"Are you not nervous, Master?"

When I looked over at Matteo, he appeared to be really troubled while he turned on the car. I reached over and patted his thigh.

"I'm not nervous, Mattie."

"Why?"

I hummed for a moment. "Well, I trust you, I love you, and I know that I'm so important to you that you want to cherish me—not let me get hurt, by anyone; not even by your own self."

Matteo dipped his head in agreement, pulling out of the parking lot and onto the main drag. "I think you know by now that I don't want you to become a victim because of me—like Blaine."

I sighed softly. "Matteo, it won't happen again. I know it won't happen. Don't let that fear get to you. You're stronger than before, you know? You've already overcome so much in just a short span of time."

"By relying on you." he whispered in a soft, gentle tone. "Is that really okay?"

"Of course it is. Everyone likes to think that they can be tough and buff on their own all the time, but that isn't the truth. To rely on someone to get you through hard times isn't being weak in any sense. You're showing people that you have the courage and the strength to let it all go in front of someone you care about as much as they care for you. I am happy to be that person for you, Matteo Knight."

Matteo bit his bottom lip to keep it from trembling. "Thank you so much, Anwyll. I don't know where I'd be without you, my precious master."

"Then don't waste your time thinking about that, but rather think about what you want to do with me when we get to the hotel room." I smirked, which made his blush burn on his cheeks.

He shuddered when I leaned over to lightly poke his hard package. "L-let me drive safely there."

"Of course." I replied with a smirk.

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As soon as our luggage was dropped inside the room, the door was locked, and our shoes were off, all was quiet between us. Matteo was clearly nervous and twitchy, unsure what he should or shouldn't do, let alone could or couldn't do.

I smiled and held out my hands. "Mattie, come here."

He closed the distance and went to drop to his knees, but I pointed to the bed. He took a seat on the side of it. I hurried over to the drapes and glued them shut with magic, then made sure the room was soundproofed. It would be bad if there were even more rumors flying around about another grown man kissing a "child."

"Master?"

I grinned at him. "You don't need to whisper. I've soundproofed the room."

Matteo breathed a sigh of relief. "I was really worried about that."

With just a few hops, I was in front of my bull. Matteo blushed when he saw my eager expression and my tail excitedly flicking back and forth. He reached out to me, and I grasped his hands. We looked at each other in silence.

Matteo sighed, "This is...not what I wanted to happen."

"What, this awkwardness?"

"Yes, exactly."

I beamed and leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Again, Mattie, we're going to take it slow."

He blushed. "O-okay, Master."

Releasing his hands, my fingers instead stroked his stubbly cheeks. Matteo leaned into my touch with a smile curling his lips. I kissed his forehead, then the tip of his nose, and then his lips. Matteo initiated the next kiss, gently pecking my lips. His dark blue eyes sparkled with pleasure and I'm positive my violet orbs were doing the same.

I pushed my hands forward to loosely interlock my fingers at Matteo's nape. He shuddered and gave me a gentle smooch in response. Our lips molded in an instant and warmth blossomed in our bodies. Matteo's skin was flushed with heat. I pressed a bit deeper and tentatively stroked his tongue with my tiny one. He groaned and cupped the small of my back, pulling my body between his thighs.

"Mattie," I breathed, nosing his cheek. "Is it all right if we do a bit more?"

Matteo lightly knocked his forehead against mine. "Yes, of course."

I pecked his lips once more. "Should we undress?"

His cheeks burned, but his head dipped once. I reached for his buttons and undid them, then slowly pushed his shirt off his shoulders. Matteo took a deep breath in and slowly released it as I removed his shirt. While nuzzling his jawline, I felt his tentative movements to remove my shorts. When my shorts dropped to the floor, I shivered and pressed myself closer.

"Mattie, your undershirt."

Matteo smiled against my skin. "All right, Master."

He leaned away from me and pulled it off, then boldly tugged my form across his thighs. I gasped, pressing my hands against his lightly furred chest. Matteo's heart pounded underneath my hand and I could hear my own heart thudding hard very clearly.

"Master," he whispered, nuzzling and nosing my neck and shoulders. "Master, I love you."

I hugged him tightly. "I love you too, Matteo."

He smiled against my cheek. "May I kiss you?"

"Of course, Mattie." I grinned, ruffling his dark brown hair.

Matteo lightly pecked my lips, then did it again, and on the third time he deepened it. I mewled softly, sitting back on his thighs while he bent my form backwards. I reciprocated with just as much fervor, but definitely panted between breaks. Matteo chuckled when he slowly pulled back, his dark blue eyes almost black with arousal and desire.

"Master," he murmured, pecking my jaw joint. "May I continue?"

"Mmhm."

I shivered when his hands slid down and underneath my t-shirt, slowly pushing it up to my chest. I lifted my arms and he tugged the soft material away, but didn't do anything further. He was staring at my perky nipples, which twitched under his intense stare. Matteo moved his head down and pushed his lips onto one nipple, then the other.

His thumbs rubbed them both, and I twitched. Matteo glanced up to see my fiery red blush, then firmly dragged his tongue over my left nipple. I made a soft noise of pleasure, already starting to squirm. Matteo hummed and licked my right nipple, slowly swirling his tongue over and around the hard bud.

"M-Mattie..." I mewled, holding onto him. "Let's finish getting undressed."

Matteo left open-mouthed kissed up my chest, along my shoulders, on the hollow of my throat, and then firmly planted his lips on mine. I was weak from the slow, gentle things Matteo was doing to me.

He swung one of my legs around and carefully placed my body aside. I was only in my socks and underwear, but Matteo still had his jeans on. I watched him unbuckle his belt and undo the button his jeans. He was shaking a bit while he unzipped the flaps, pushed his jeans to the floor, and stepped out of them.

I reached out and grasped his hand. "Turn around, Mattie. Let me do something for you."

When Matteo turned, I could see he was nervously biting his bottom lip. I had him lean down so I could tug the swollen flesh free, then gently kissed him again. Matteo pushed his left hand through my hair, firmly rubbing my scalp while we kissed.

I reached up and pressed my palm to the impressive bulge in Matteo's boxers. He shuddered with a soft groan on his lips.

"M-Master, let me—!"

"No, Matteo. Let me do this for you, and then you can decide if you want to continue."

Matteo seemed to pout, so I kept rubbing on his package until he forgot all about his disappointment. He panted and bucked his hips, his lower half trembling as my fingers ghosted over his shaft. After a few minutes of torture for Matteo, I hooked my fingers under the waist of his boxers and slowly pulled them down. Matteo breathily moaned when his cock sprang free from its confines.

"Hmm, should I lick or should I stroke?" I wondered aloud, sliding my fingertips from his trimmed pubic hair down to the tip of his cock.

Matteo shivered, but didn't say a word. I slid my palm underneath his heavy shaft and lifted it higher. My lips made contact with the slit and I tasted Matteo for the first time. I looked up into his eyes and he looked ready to cry.

"Mattie?"

He curled down and hugged my shoulders. "I really don't deserve you."

"I love you, Mattie. Whether you do or do not deserve me, that doesn't matter. What does matter is how we feel about each other. Do you love me, Matteo?"

My bull pulled away slightly to nod with a bright smile. "I love you so much, Master Anwyll."

"Then don't think about anything bad and kiss me again. Okay?"

He nodded again and pushed his lips onto mine, tasting himself on my lips. I threaded my fingers into his dark brown hair, pulling him closer while I reached with my right hand to stroke his meaty length.

Matteo groaned deeply on the first stroke, the rumbly sound making me shiver. He sounded so sexy. My hand didn't fully wrap around his cock, but I made sure to stroke him to the best of my abilities. Matteo put his left knee on the bed for stability, drawing me in for a deeper kiss of passion.

And right when we were going for more, several bangs on the door occurred. We froze.

"Police, open up!"