Darius and I should win some kind of medal for this, because we had spent nearly six hours sinking our teeth into each other, after which I had left him heaving with a gleefulness that almost made me fall right back into my thirst for him.
But I had to control myself, so I left him and went to take a shower.
This did wonders for me to calm down from my thirst whilst cleaning myself up.
I find it mildly unfair that it's only one of us that is left covered basically from head to toe in a certain kind of mess after a certain kind of activity, but I honestly wouldn't have it any other way.
Once I'm done showering, I too take a robe of my own, and exit the bathroom, so I find Darius now in his.
He smiles at me, and I again tell my body to calm down, then I smile back.
I make my way over to the bed, which I leap into.
Once I'm by his side, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me in, so he rests his chin above my head.
