The tension was there but Drake couldn't tell if it was just him and what they went through and what they saw. Nothing felt like it was real and when he finally managed to get back to their place he didn't even recall how that happened. He looked a touch confused when Ryah moved into his space and they crashed together in a cathartic kiss. He couldn't get much out beyond moans and he pulled Ryah against him and his body responded in kind. He was still keyed up from everything that happened and felt like his blood was on fire.<br/><br/>One thing holding him back was just how much the blood and filth of his skin bothered him as he was still coated with all sorts of things from the nightclub and his scuffles. He shivered as he felt like it was painful to pull away. "Wait wait..." He gasped not really telling him to stop but he had to get into the apartment at least. His hand scrambled for the door as he managed to get it open and get them inside and back up against the wall with scattered kisses as he pulled Ryah along luring him further into the space barely bothering with lights till they got to the bathroom and he turned the water on.<br/><br/>Not bothering to even get his clothes off beyond the coat he had borrowed he pulled Ryah under the shower as the water came down and he pulled the man into another searing kiss under the hot water. He wanted to get the blood off of him but he didn't want to wait and he didn't care if his clothes got soaked along the way.