He fumbled with getting a clean towel from the rack nearby and dried Evie up very carefully, completely forgetting that he had magic and could dry her up within a single second. However, he enjoyed the process of slowly wiping off the droplets of water on her curvaceous body, revelling in the sight of her calmly resting in his arms.
When he put her down on the bed, Gavrael stared at her face for a long while. She looked so peaceful now in her sleep that he could not stop himself from running the back of his hand across her cheek. He could not believe that this was real. He had truly become one with her again and it is not a dream.
However, he half-bite his lips and ran his hand through his hair and tugged on them as he remembered how barbaric his actions were as he was working on her. He had lost all control, all thoughts, everything else… it was as though only madness reigned and the whole experience was just… incredible.
