Yusuf wasn't the only one who was all too familiar to ignore the burn low in his loins. Just because he'd once taken a vow to give his body only to the church didn't mean that he didn't ache when he watched Yusuf suckle his finger in such a way. He didn't blush as easily as he had once, but that particular sight on this particular day?

His cheeks were very red as he bent his head to say a proper prayer before their meal. A prayer that may have included a few extra apologies peppered in amidst the extra thanks. The blush was gone by the time he crossed himself and murmured 'Amen'.

Taking the offered piece of bread, Nicolo's smile was small and just for Yusuf. "If the people would not turn on us in a second, I would make that my name in an instant, habibi. Do not think for a moment that I wouldn't."

After all, hadn't he already vowed himself to this man?