Aftermath

Regulus's eyes slowly opened, his gaze locking onto James's as he tried to process the sensations coursing through his body. The pain had subsided, replaced by a dull ache and a sense of fullness that was both foreign and fascinating. James's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his hand reaching out to cup Regulus's cheek. "Hey, you're doing great," James whispered, his voice full of reassurance. "Just relax, okay?" Regulus nodded, his eyes never leaving James's. He tried to relax, but his body had other plans. A sudden, urgent pressure built in his bowels, and Regulus's eyes widened in alarm. "James," he whispered, his voice tight with panic. "I think I need to..." James's eyes narrowed, his gaze searching Regulus's face. "Go to the bathroom?" he suggested, his voice full of concern. Regulus shook his head, his eyes welling up with tears. "No," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I need to shit." James's face went still, his eyes locked onto Regulus's as he processed the information. Then, with a gentle touch, he pulled out of Regulus's body, his cock leaving Regulus's ass with a soft pop. Regulus let out a sigh of relief, but it was short-lived. The pressure in his bowels had increased, and he knew he needed to move fast. James seemed to sense his urgency, his hands quickly helping Regulus sit up and swing his legs over the side of the bed. "Where's the bathroom?" Regulus asked, his voice desperate. James pointed down the hall, his eyes full of concern. "Second door on your left," he said, his voice soft. Regulus was out of bed and stumbling down the hall before James could even get up. He made it to the bathroom just in time, the urge overwhelming him as he locked the door behind him. As he sat down on the toilet, Regulus let out a sigh of relief, his body relaxing as he let nature take its course. He couldn't help but think about how this was not exactly the romantic aftermath he had envisioned, but he couldn't deny the sense of relief that washed over him. As he sat there, Regulus couldn't help but wonder what James was thinking. Was he disappointed? Did he think Regulus was disgusting? The thoughts swirled in his head, making him feel anxious and uncertain. Regulus finished and flushed the toilet, his heart still racing as he washed his hands. He took a deep breath and opened the door, his eyes locking onto James's as he stood in the hallway, a look of concern etched on his face. "Hey," James said softly, his eyes searching Regulus's face. "You okay?" Regulus nodded, his eyes never leaving James's. "Yeah," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I'm fine." James's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his hand reaching out to cup Regulus's cheek. "I'm glad," he said softly. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up and back in bed, okay?" Regulus nodded, his eyes locked onto James's as he followed him back to the bedroom. He couldn't help but wonder what the rest of the night had in store for him, but for now, he was content to be in James's arms, no matter what came next.