[Master is always busy reading, which is fine by him, he's able to look after himself, and entertain himself. In fact it leaves him to be able to sit and read himself. Research, whether on the present day or another subject.

This time, however, he thought it might be safe to slip away. Do something a little more private. Not without a great amount of shame, but he was provoked into it, really!! How can he ignore it when the idea entering his mind causes so much distress. It would be better to do it and get it over with, put it behind him. Yes.

But he still has plenty of mixed emotions over it, so much that once Jekyll's found himself a room to be alone in, he breaks down crying. He can't believe he's going to be so shameful, do something so ungodly. Yet even so he opens up his pants, drops them down around his ankles, and squeezes his eyes shut to get to it.

When the door opens he jumps, eyes wide, fingers wrapped around his dick.]

---Aaah, I-!!

[All he can do is stammer. He can't even move to pull his pants back up.]