It was at this point that Delrej left him, going to his own bed. But he found sleep didn’t come easy. The alarm clock on his nightstand became his best friend, watching the numbers change every minute or so. And it was after many millennia (or so it seemed to Delrej) it reached 12:14. And it was at this very moment Delrej heard four paws make their way off of a bed and start down the hall, change to two feet, and he saw Wynn standing in his doorway. The poor thing was rubbing sleep from his eye, and dressed in some white silk bedclothes.

“Delrej…” Wynn whimpered, taking two steps in the room.

“Yes Wynn…” Delrej replied, letting Wynn know that he was a little bit more awake then he intended.

“I’m lonely… Could I sleep here?”

Delrej pulled back the covers, and motioned for Wynn to jump in by patting the mattress next to him. The boy walked forward, slowly climing into the bed and snugging into the man beside him, as the blanket was brought up over his shoulders. Delrej looked down on him tenderly, slowly stroking the boy's bicep. He thought about asking why the boy kept coming back, but he could almost hear Wynn's voice echo 'because I love you Delrej; because I love you'.

As quickly as before, the boy seemed to fade off to sleep, and Delrej - filled with the lust to make the boy his forever - turned to face the ceiling. His mind wafted off into something along the lines of a daydream, but it was more like a battle within him. Yes, he honestly could say that he loved the boy without lying, but he also, wanted to take advantage of how small and helpless he seemed - and that he knew was wrong.

"Delrej..."Perhaps it was that Wynn wasn't asleep. "Delrej,why'd you move so far away? Why won't you hold me?"

The boy peered at him with yearing eyes, but there was too a mischivious grin on his face, and Delrej wondered if the boy merely pretended to be as innocent as he seemed.

"I really want you to hold me you know... And love me the way I know you want to. It'll make you happy, and you wouldn't do anything to hurt me..." The smile turned to a coy smirk. "Would you Delrej?"

He boy was pinning him to the bed by now, and Delrej could barely believe it, that this boy could hold him down - or prehaps his body really didn't want to fight back. If this was what the boy honestly wanted, then he could have no guilt when the morning actually came.

"Come on Delrej... Play with me."