A Master and His Pup

Morning

Sir was already awake and moving about the house. His footsteps were heavy and I could hear them the bed was warm and comfortable, I didn't want to get up but I didn't want to be away from sir. My entire world revolves around him and what he wants, it's difficult even being a few metres away.

I stretched my legs and turned over. I dangled my legs over the side of the bed. The cold air wrapped around them instantly and sent a chill up me. I put me feet on the floor and stood up. I grabbed sirs dressing going and wrapped it around me. I loved how his clothes wrapped his scent around me and were just ever so comforting.

I started to walk down the stairs slowly and made my way into the kitchen.

"Morning pup!" Sir called cheerfully. "Come on I'm making you breakfast."

I walked up to him and rested my head on his shoulder. "I love you Sir." I whispered

He ruffled the hair on my head gently and carried on. He was stirring some scrambled eggs. He added a little salt and pepper too them, just how I liked them. He poured the contents of the frying pan into my bowl along with some bacon and two hash brown,

He'd cooked the same for himself. He put his on the table and mine on the floor next to his feet. He kissed the top of my head. "I love you too pup."

I loved when he did this. I loved little reminders that I was his pup. I finished and carried on kneeling at his feet as I rested my head in his lap.

"You found my dressing gown then." He chuckled away while checking the news on his phone. Like he does every morning. Nothing much caught his eye and he finished breakfast quite quickly today.

We went into the living room together. He let me have my phone, that's our rule I can have my phone during the day and only downstairs. It's so he can gain my attention easier with out distractions. I flicked through social media, messaged my friends back. All the usual stuff.  Then put it up on the fireplace for later.

"Prince, I have a surprise for you later." Sir said while flicking on the television.

"What is it Sir?" I ask excitedly.

"Well, you will have to wait till late. I'm sure you'll enjoy it though."

I huff at him in frustration. I hate surprises, good or bad. Sir knows this too.