Alas, as fun as their planned nights can be, they have to come to an end at some point. Whether it be through a need to rest, or the call of sleep. Even then, They manage to fit in a few last bindings before unconsciousness washes over them, the two of them holding the other’s leash close as they quietly slumber, blissfully dreaming about each other, and perhaps what they’ll be doing next weekend.
Truly, they were meant to be.