*Too drained to move anything, he lets Victor run the cloth over his face and body, eyes closed and smiling faintly at his kisses. The cool dampness evaporating off his skin revives him a bit, and his eyes slowly blink open as Victor stretches out on the bed beside him. He lays there for a few silent moments, listening to him breathe, his body radiating heat, and he is reluctant to get up and leave. But after a sigh, he sits up, and turns to stroke the back of Victor's head and gently run his fingers through his hair. He bends down and kisses the back of his neck, and then between his shoulder blades, passing his hands over his shoulders and upper arms before he turns and stands up, the mattress springs squeaking with the shift of his weight.*

*Picking his trousers up off the floor, he puts them on a little wearily, and doesn't bother to button up his shirt. He gathers up his socks and shoes and carries them in one hand, stopping to run his other hand up the slope of Victor's back, and giving his shoulder a massaging squeeze before turning to head for the door.*