Tawdry Little Affair {boyxboy}

Chapter Ten

"God, I need a shower," Dante murmured to himself as he squinted at the morning light streaming through the window. Nya was still sat where she had been all that night, though Fionn was leant back against the wall asleep.

"How are you feeling?" she asked quietly.

"Like I need a shower," Dante lifted his wrist and shook the chain lightly, "would you mind?" Nya's eyes narrowed and stepped closer to Dante, cupping his cheeks as she stared into his eyes.

"How do I know you're over it?"

"Nya, Cristobal could be stood right where you are and I wouldn't make a move toward him," Dante paused, frowning at the thought, "well, maybe I'm not quite there yet," he added.

"I'm inclined to leave you here another day, just for good measure," Dante rolled his eyes.

"Nya, I have meetings today and I really need to check up on Kastor. Cristobal already ruined the last few days for me, I would prefer if you didn't let him take any more time from me."

"Fionn, your opinion please?" Dante glanced to his right, seeing Fionn staring back at him.

"Yeah, he really does need a shower," Dante felt a small smile break across his face that was nowhere near matching Fionn's. The vampire stood, rubbing his bare wrists once the chains were removed.

"Nya, go with Sev and get something to drink, or just stretch your legs. I appreciate you staying but I feel my house is a little crowded and I don't need a babysitter anymore," Dante felt it, he was back to his old apathetic self. He craved some time alone with his thoughts.

"I'm so glad you're OK," Nya said as she pulled Dante into an almost bone-crushing hug, which he didn't return.

"Nya," Dante warned when she had passed the point of lingering for too long. She pulled back, flashing a smile toward Fionn before leaving with her husband.

"Please feel free to shower here and get some more clothes from my closet," Dante said as he strode from the room toward his bathroom. He couldn't wait to shower.

The hot water on his skin felt amazing. Though he couldn't actually feel the heat of the water, simply the droplets hitting his stiff and aching flesh felt like heaven on earth. He still felt very weak, yes, and would for a further week, but to be almost free of his cravings for Cristobal, Dante was content.

He wasn't sure how long he stayed in the shower, simply allowing his body to relax and recharge. When he got out, he felt refreshed. Drying himself off, he walked out into his closet. Fionn was over by the drawer of sweatpants and t-shirts again, one day Dante would get him into a suit.

"Oh my God," Fionn chuckled and averted his eyes to the ceiling when he turned, seeing Dante stood completely naked and pondering which shirt to wear.

"Fionn, I am very old, I couldn't care less about being seen naked anymore. Do you have a problem with my body?" Dante turned so he was facing Fionn, he did find it intriguing to watch the wolf's reactions.

"No, I, um, I guess not," Fionn looked a little flushed as he dragged his gaze to Dante's eyes and the vampire could sense he was struggling to keep them there.

"Fionn, I've seen you naked many times over the years. It really doesn't bother me if you see me," Dante felt a smirk tug gently at the corners of his mouth as Fionn's gaze continued down his body.

"God, Ocie was right," the wolf muttered under his breath but Dante easily heard it.

"Right about what?" Fionn cleared his throat and turned away.

"Um, she was teasing me about- look can we change the subject please?" Dante enjoyed seeing the wolf so flustered, it was very amusing.

"Not yet, I'm intrigued as to what your beta was right about," Dante slipped into a pair of black boxers and a deep blue shirt.