Sampson had gotten a washcloth and washed off the cum and sweat for the most part. He normally slept naked, but he shook his head and fished out a pair of sweats and a ruddy shirt. At least most of his skin was covered. When he came out of the bathroom he saw Ryan standing there. He frowned at the look on his face. "I don't mind if you stay. I thought if anything it would be better than a hotel." He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. He thought about it more and then looked at him. "I can sleep on top of the blankets. I have central air so I can adjust the temperature. That or if you really want I can just go sleep out on the couch. I wouldn't make you sleep on it."<br/><br/>But he could see just how conflicted Ryan was, and he didn't want to chase him out. That would be hypocritical. He came towards him slowly. "Bathroom's right through if you want to freshen up." God he needed a smoke. He rubbed his chest, which ached more often than not. He still had no idea why, though it was the mark acting up because he wasn't around Kane to please him and do what he wanted.