Jasaiah was more spent than he had felt in the longest time. Sexually satisfied. Extremely content. His tails were still damp but he found he didn't care. He grabbed a comforter from the floor, more for himself than Drake since his lover didn't require cold or heat anymore. He nestled down, shuddering, slightly over sensitive when Drake stroked his tails. But his cock was spent and there was not going to be anything more for at least a few hours. Even he knew when enough was enough. Seeing Drake lying there, so content, made him murr.<br/><br/>His ears flicked back slightly and he wondered if this Drake would be okay with him cuddling him. In fact Jasaiah felt like he might be going through a Dom Drop, and he nestled down in the bed, burrowing under the blankets. It was slightly adorable seeing someone so normally arrogant, prideful and dominating reduced to a puddle of cuteness. He would attempt to spoon up against him. "Sleep," he murmured, if Drake would let him. It didn't take much time at all before Jasaiah fell asleep. He was exhausted, drained, and could only hope this personality didn't leave him.