Isaiah didn't bother trying to hold back any longer, not after Kais' command. Kais' own orgasm was still pulsing through him. Isaiah could feel him constricting around his cock, demanding that he let himself go. Time seemed to stop as he filled Kais' ass with his seed, claiming him with more than just possessive nips and a demanding grip. Isaiah held tight, enjoying every moment as his body came back down to earth, reality setting in around him again.<br/><br/>He kissed Kais, slow and messy, even as they struggled to catch their breath. They'd created a mess between them and Isaiah would need another shower, this time with company instead of without. Kais' words didn't really dawn on him until after they were finished but it wasn't something he was ready to address just yet. He was a divine being and he wouldn't question exactly what he meant by all that. He'd already said too much himself, usually so closed off to his actual feelings. He knew he was getting too dependent on Kais but there would be nothing to change that now. Isaiah was irrefutably hooked. He'd saved his life and now they'd just had the most mind-blowing sex of Isaiah's existence. It was all a lot to take in, especially with him still balls deep within his ethereal lover.<br/><br/>“<i>Oh Kais</i>,” Isaiah sighed, clenching his teeth as he slid slowly out of the warm, tight body. He's been beautiful, pure and undiluted. It felt incredibly decadent to have partaken and Isaiah was on a high he wasn't sure he was good to come down anytime time soon. Addictive and he was hooked; needy. Nothing else would compare. Nothing he could shoot into his veins, snort, or swallow would replicate that feeling. It was exciting and frightening all at the same time. He collapsed down beside Kais, settling in the crook of his arm.<br/><br/>“God damn, you're magnificent.”<br/><br/>Isaiah took advantage of the post-orgasmic bliss and refused to move. He ended up falling back asleep and a knock at the door woke him. Kais leaving hadn't apparently because he wasn't beside him any longer, though he was beyond questioning his coming and going. He's appear again later, always ready for another round. He made a noise of irritation at his interrupted nap, waiting to see if whoever it was would just go away. There was a long pause and then another series of knocking, more persistent than before. Isaiah got up, tiptoeing naked to look through the peephole. It was Dylan. Isaiah had been at a low enough point he was considering calling him again before he'd nearly died. He hadn't. Another thing Kais had saved him from just in time but it was unusual that Dylan was the one that came around knocking, looking apologetic. That was usually Isaiah's job. He had a bundle of roses in his hand but Isaiah wasn't moved. It wasn't even a full dozen. Likely he'd already scoped out the parking lot to see if his car was there but Isaiah ignored him and moved to the kitchen to get some water. He'd take the hint and leave eventually. A few moments passed and Isaiah thought that's what he'd done. This time a pounding could be heard and it pissed Isaiah off. Like he was obligated to open the fucking door.<br/><br/>“God dammit, Dylan! Can you not take a fucking hint?” Isaiah snarled, losing his patience at trying to remain quiet so he wouldn't be noticed.<br/><br/>Only this time it wasn't Dylan who had come knocking.