Neither of them stirred from his enormous, decadent bed until the next night was almost upon them. Forced to leave their temporary sanctuary to fill their empty bellies, they had almost been able to make it through the hastily prepared meal before needing to satisfy their hunger of a different sort right there on top of the kitchen table. Another night passed much like the first. Little conversation was had even as they shared the same bed and tried to catch their breath. While there was much that could be said, neither of them wanted to break the tenuous spell that had fallen over the flat. To bring attention to the dangers and impracticalities was to risk ruining it altogether.