Nicia went straight to sleep when he was back in his bed. When he awoke that morning, he seemed to have tears in his eyes. He wished he could wake up every morning in his arms. Nicia sighed throughout the day, wondering what his captor did all day. Later that night, while waiting for Dante, he began to feel hot and horny. Nicia pulled down his pajama pants and began to play with himself. He made soft moans as he stroked his young cock.