“What, that I find you incredibly sexy and so gorgeous, my hands ache if they aren’t touching you?” I say with a wicked glint in my eye.
He peers at me with a slightly amused expression. “I ache if I’m not touching you,” he whispers. He trails his hand in the bath water and I take great delight in grabbing him by his t-shirt and pull him into the gigantic tub with me with a splash. I flip him over and push him under the water. He comes up spluttering and looking mad as a snake, until I grab his face and kiss him, running my hands into his wet hair. “Christ, Constantine. I love it when you are wet,” I murmur against his lips. “You are irresistible.”
He looks pleased as punch and says, “Oh, really? How come you have never told me that before?”
“I thought it fairly obvious,” I say as I free him of his clingy wet t-shirt, throwing it onto the bathroom floor with a loud splat. I run my hands down his chest and back up again, savoring the feel of him, smooth and rock hard. “So sexy,” I say before I trail butterfly kisses down his body, sloshing through the bath water as I move further down.
; “Oh, Aefre,” he says with a sigh as my hands reach the waistband of the sweats he is still wearing. I pull them down and with a difficulty that makes us both laugh uncontrollably, I relieve him of the soggy bottoms and they too end up in a large splat on the floor.
“Oh, my darling. I do love you,” I say to him before I crawl back over him and with no care for the water slopping over the side of the tub and onto the floor, I ride him until we both come.
“Is there any place in the whole world that you two haven’t defiled yet?” Sebastian asks from the doorway.
I grimace at him. “Don’t you fucking know how to knock?”
“I didn’t come via the door,” he says offhandedly. “Besides, seeing as this is all you seem to do, it’s hard to catch you not doing it,” he adds, and my fury returns.
“’Bastian,” CK warns and Sebastian looks contrite.
“I meant you plural. Not just you,” he says, looking at me.
Oh, well, that makes it better then. Not.
“What do you want that couldn’t wait?”
“I came to apologize to you,” he says.
I glare at him. “I don’t see anguish or gifts.”
He tilts his head at me. “I was supposed to bring gifts?”
“Yes, many of them,” I say, then looking at CK, I admonish, “You were supposed to tell him.”
“I didn’t get the chance before you pulled me fully clothed into the bathtub. Seems he is here of his own volition,” he comments dryly.
“Humph, well go away and come back with gifts. And anguish,” I say to Sebastian, who is looking a bit startled.
“You pulled him into the bathtub fully clothed?” he asks in disbelief as his eyes land on the soggy pile of clothing. Honestly, he should know by now that I get away with these things that no one else would dare do.
“She did indeed. I do love her fun side,” CK says looking only at me.
“You are so hot,” I say before I kiss him again as he chuckles.
Sebastian is still staring at us, so I pull away from CK and say to him again, “Go away. I am still so mad with you I could stake you.”
“Hence, why I’m here to apologize,” he says curtly.
“Later. Leave us now,” CK says.
He goes now under his sire’s orders. So much for my authority around here.
I climb out of the bath and grab a towel, drying myself as I go to find my phone. I find it in the sitting room and send a quick text before I turn to find CK standing in just a towel slung low around his hips. Fuck me.
“I think I might be drooling just a little bit at the sight of you,” I tell him with a smile.
He beams at me. “I know I am at the sight of you.”