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An untamed slave

She would watch him for a moment before shrugging and laying back again, closing her eyes she would just lay there quietly in the silence. After a while though Willow began to hum ever so softly while opening her eyes and starring up at the ceiling, so many thoughts and questions ran through her mind at that very moment. So many things she wanted answers to but didn't know how to ask or what to ask, or even if he would give her the answer she wanted. Either way she knew one thing, the moment she had the chance Willow would take that belt from him and find a way to remove the collar so he couldn't use it on her anymore. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts the young teen would sit up and watch the doorway for Marcus to return, she was both curious on where he had gone and also very cautious.
 
Marcus knew he had to leave, the room's atmosphere was heading in a slightly dangerous direction and that he had let it go that far meant she was getting to him. So young and naive to a lot of things but her charm and sensitivity were coming through. If it was possible for this to backfire then it would if he let her, that control was still his but hurting her was not high on his agenda as he cleared up more of the servant's quarters just down the corridor from his room. A quick shake of his head and he left, headed to the kitchen and grabbed them both something to drink before returning to the room and quietly watching her before setting the glass down on the small bedside table that he knew she would use. "Willow are you always so quiet." he inquired.
 
Watching as he entered the room her eyes would follow his movements while listening to him speak, shrugging slightly she would pick up the drink and take a sip from it. "You could say that, I don't have a reason to be loud and you learn more by listening and watching then by talking. Or at least that's how I see it" Setting it back down on the beside table near her she would watch him still before tilting her head to one side. "What about you? You're more of a mystery then I am" as she spoke she would bring her knees to her chest and rest her chin on top of her knees. "I mean, you're mode has changed several times and I've seen two completely different sides of you which is still confusing. Not to mention you haven't really told me much about you"
 
Marcus had felt her eyes on him from the moment he entered the bedroom, words not startling him all that much. Softly smiling at her before sitting on the other side of the bed he took a few sip of his drink nursing it. "Oh so you think I am a mystery" he replied before adding."That is a lot better than what I have been called and like you I do prefer to listen."
 
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