Dunkel frowned and laid back down to hold his twin against him. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..." he said softly.

He sniffled, and cuddled him, "I'm fine. Could we, um, get something to eat. I'm hungry."

Dunkel nodded. "I think there's something's we could cook still."

He smiled and said, "Thank you." He wiggled out of his arms, his thighs and legs very sore from the pounding he got.

Dunkel rose from the bed slowly and walked over to help Licht stand up.

Licht smiled at him, wobbling as he walked, getting used to the soreness between his legs.

Dunkel helped him walk down the hall and down the stairs into the kitchen where he had Licht sit down while he prepared breakfast for the both of them.

"Thank you," Licht said gently, eyeing the food.

"You're welcome." Dunkel replied as he continued to cook, then e brought over the food and set the plates down.

Licht smiled, and took a bite. "Thank you Dunkel," He said politely, knowing that Dunkel was a terrible cook.