<em>Dark- Upstairs BDSM Room</em><br/><br/>When Indigo smiled, Dark’s whole face lit up. This was the moment he cherished, the moment when he truly felt like himself. Both his sexual appetite and his “Dark Passenger” sated and purring. All it would ever cost him was some money. These were the good times, the times that made up for the nights bleeding from his head in a dirt parking lot…<br/><br/>Dark got up from the bed, unashamed in his nakedness and turned the shower on. Hot water only.<br/><br/>“Can you shower up here with me? Or would that sort of breach in protocol bring Big Black Bert running?” Dark asked, moving over to his neat pile of clothes to retrieve a cigarette. “I know you don’t want to go running down there half naked.”<br/><br/>Dark lit up the smoke between his lips and moved back to the bed, holding it out to Indigo after taking a deep drag and chasing it with a lungful of air.