Solu was speaking in the forgien tonuge yet again. "Please speak my laungage Sir Solu.... I can tell you are angry and you should be. After all, it was I who had requested you."<br/><br/>Louis locked the door with the key in his hand again, being that the lock was manufactured inside on the door rather than out. Sticking it back into his pocket he inched closer to Solu. Slowly but surely moving.<br/><br/>He wasn't moving slowly out of fear, oh no. It was more out of sheer curiousity. He watched as Solu struggled and fought against teh shackles.<br/><br/>Smirking Louis came to the foot of the bed, being a king size bed he was quite a ways away from Solu; being Solu was shackled to the headpost. Louis leans into the velvet cushions. He begins to crawl on all fours towards Solu.<br/><br/>"Really no manners at all. You should be nicer to your new master," he said in a low murr. He hadn't ment to be sexual but it seemed to be leaning to that.<br/><br/>Sometimes he was unaware of his sexual appeal. Even though he was 18, he was still a virgin. Something he held onto with pride.<br/><br/>Now he was face to face with Solu, mouthes inches apart. He hadn't ment to get that close, but Solu had entranced him. Luckily since Solu was shackled around the wrist, he couldn't atempt to strangle him.<br/><br/>"Solu..." He said in a voice barely above a whisper.