He'd have devoured Nyx if he could. Swallowed him down and kept him settled in his chest.

Impossible, but still he tried, tasting him as he chased his pleasure. When it hit, he was almost surprised. It was dizzying how he could go from wanting to desperate to being utterly, peacefully spent.

To resting half atop Nyx and kissing him tenderly as he came back to himself.