Sule woke sore and sated, and enjoyed a languorous stretch before his mind stirred enough to recall vividly why he felt that way. His face burned as the memories of three men filled his mind in shocking, distracting clarity. He knew precisely how it felt to fuck himself, to fuck Cemal, to be fucked by Binhadi.
He sat up sharply and moved so quickly he fell out of bed more than climbed. With stiff, stumbling steps he returned to the bathing chamber to piss and wash off. Mercy of the Great Dragon He shook the memories and thoughts off. He'd face them later when they were less overwhelming.
Returning to Mahzan's room, he wasn't terribly surprised to see that Mahzan was already gone. Now he was awake, he could feel it as well, a slightly firmer presence at the back of his mind. But where had he gone?