Julian excused himself from the table. He stood as he offered a casual smile to those around the table, and made his way back to his room.
Julian smirked to himself, the thought of his own desires creeping into his mind. I haven't fucked in ages
He then remembered Eleanor, their passionate encounter and felt the overwhelming urge to visit her. He slowly got out of his room and made his way to Eleanor's.
Julian knocked on Eleanor's door, the thought of her lingering in his mind.
She responded from inside. "Who is it?"
"It's me, sister," Julian replied as he leaned against the doorframe.
Eleanor's footsteps approached, and the door slowly opened. She stood there as her expression softened when she saw him.
"Julian," she said. "What's wrong? You look like you have something on your mind."