Truth be told Hayato was pretty spent himself.

"Mmmm bath sounds better... don't feel like standing."

He scoops Ryuutaro onto his lap and lovingly cradles his naked form in his arms. He was holding the very life he loved more than anything in his arms, and he could feel it. The warmth of his body, his heartbeat, his scent, the rising and falling of his chest, it was all his. He closed his eyes and Hayato gently ran his hand down Ryuutaro's back, feeling the ridges of his spine, and then over his lover's rear, just enjoying the way his soft, perfect little body curved. They were so close. Just so close. The whole feeling was simply intoxicating.

"Wanna take one with me?"