The night passes with the demon teasing him in his sleep, making a little progress towards his goal, but ultimately failing. Kiel slips, ever so slightly, but by the time he begins to wake for the second time, he's once more in control of himself.

~*~

Kiel shifts slightly as he comes slowly into the waking world. Feeling a body against his own his mind flashes to the last time he felt it and he takes a moment to say a pray to remain calm before opening his eyes and letting out a soft sigh. The youth is still laying flush against him, but Kiel no longer feels the urges to get closer, to touch him more, and instead he simply hums slightly and stretches a little, doing his best not to disturb Zach right away. [i]'Thank the heavens he didn't wake up last night. The way my body was acting, I would have lost him'[/i] Despite how mild his action had been, his own memory of the event comes into his mind like an image of a mad hound trying to tear into the boy.

Humming softly he eventually reaches out and shakes the boy's shoulder gently. “Zach, time for me to get up buddy.” He smiles warmly, patting the arm beneath his hand. “You can sleep in a bit more if you want, just let me sneak past you here. . .” He carefully moves the covers and shifts so he's kneeling over the youth before sliding out of the bed. He's careful to keep his eyes of the young man as he climbs over him, turning his warm smile on to his guest only after getting upright at last. Tucking the blankets back around Zach he chuckles, looking at him sheepishly. “Sorry, habit.” Giving the young man's arm a squeeze he throws on a house coat and moves out into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Securing it carefully closed he resolves to get dressed and say his devotionals as soon as Zach is out of his room as to not make the young man uncomfortable and begins putting together a meal he's seen his guest enjoy before. Singing quiet hymns to himself, he moves around the kitchen with a smile on his lips and in his eyes, turning both on Zach when he eventually leaves the room some time later. “Good morning Zach, I pray you slept well. I didn't snore did I? I've never had a complaint before, but, you never know.” He's as cheery and friendly as he normally is, setting the table and excusing himself to do his morning tasks in his bedroom.

His prayers are a bit more fervent that usual, banishing the last of his thoughts from the night before before getting on his usual garb and making his way back to the table. Taking a seat he smiles over at Zach, humming happily as he begins eating. With an interested smile he asks, “So, what's on the agenda for you today Zach? Anything special?”