[Ludovico]

Niaz was genuinely surprised when he felt little resistance from Yuki, and truthfully his loins were grateful as well. He briefly pondered whether he should go further with the boy as his tongue searched around the boys mouth. His fingers toyed with the hem of his shirt threatening to caress the flesh underneath. Any other mortal and Niaz would have already broken, them by now, tormenting their dreams and crushed the thin delusion of sanity but not with Yuki. Niaz pulled back sucking lightly on the boys bottom lip before gingerly biting it, enough to draw small trickles of blood. He realized that some small part of him was reluctant to taint the boy. Especially since he was so close to gaining a mortal form again. He staggered a step back from Yuki, moving his hand from around his waist to brush aside some stray locks shrouding his face. “I think its time for you to wake up.” Niaz flicked his hand sending Yuki out of his dream. Once he realized that his hands were grasping nothing, Niaz walked to the bar taking one last drink before disappearing from the speakeasy. He didn't want to be found again just in case Yuki came back.