The bath, far from being an innocent moment, was the premise of what Nyx absolutely wanted. He didn't want just a piece of his prey, he wanted it all. Taste every inch of his delicate skin that had never been touched like this before. Feel the tremors of pleasure flex the last restraint of its prey. Running his hands over his open thighs, he looked at Day one last time before placing his lips on his thigh.
"It'll get the sheets dirty, right?" the blond pointed out, uneasy as his lover's canines scratched his skin.
"Let go, don't worry about it."
"Yes but the stains will not go away, they are white sheets."
"We'll buy more."
"Hmm."
"Relax… I'll be careful."
