Just as Victor had expected, the shower lasted much longer than expected.
At some point in the bath, Sasha felt satisfied, and like someone who'd eaten a lot, she felt a little drowsy and began to sleep with her head close to the tub.
She had a silly smile on her face, and her cheeks were a little red. She had the face of someone who drank too much alcohol and got drunk.
Victor had no idea how this was possible, as this had never happened before. Did his blood have alcoholic properties now?
He didn't think much about it for now, but since he didn't want Sasha to sleep in this awkward position, he stopped feeding from biting Scathach and looked at Natashia.
Slurp, Slurp.
She was giving her full attention to a specific area of Victor's body and treating it like she was licking a very tasty popsicle.
