Chaotic_Emerald
What even am I?
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Isolde followed alongside him before taking the lead into the bathtub, her mouth gaped slightly at the size of it. She'd never seen a shower or tub with space to lie down in. After all she grew up in a cabin, one that wasn't exactly made to be grand as they hid out so vampires wouldn't be able to find them.
But she wouldn't focus on the size of the tub, immediately turning to look at him at the nickname. That was new...but she liked it. It also seemed fitting considering recent events...then her mind wandered to his question. A bite before she cleaned up? Where could that mean...? Though instead of questioning him, she laid back in the tub, taking the hint that that was what he was implying due to the fact that he moved the shower head to face the wall. She could feel the water beneath her as it fell down the shower wall and into the tub.
She watched him kneel and she made sure to have her legs on either side of him so it would be easier for him to do...whatever it was he had planned. There was a slight instinct to clench her legs, to give something to the pleasure she craved so deeply, but she knew Elijah would provide that soon enough. Confirming that with the way his hands caressed her thighs, but she wanted him and what he had planned now. It was impatient, sure, but the teasing had her wanting more with every touch.
But she wouldn't focus on the size of the tub, immediately turning to look at him at the nickname. That was new...but she liked it. It also seemed fitting considering recent events...then her mind wandered to his question. A bite before she cleaned up? Where could that mean...? Though instead of questioning him, she laid back in the tub, taking the hint that that was what he was implying due to the fact that he moved the shower head to face the wall. She could feel the water beneath her as it fell down the shower wall and into the tub.
She watched him kneel and she made sure to have her legs on either side of him so it would be easier for him to do...whatever it was he had planned. There was a slight instinct to clench her legs, to give something to the pleasure she craved so deeply, but she knew Elijah would provide that soon enough. Confirming that with the way his hands caressed her thighs, but she wanted him and what he had planned now. It was impatient, sure, but the teasing had her wanting more with every touch.
