❄ (still need both boys. I mean--)
kiss kiss!
Sarah always loved how fresh the nephilim smelt after a bath, head delicately resting on his bare chest, hands running through his damp hair. She was tempted to roll off of him and crawl under the covers, after all he had taken the larger of the two towels. Of course he had, he'd spent the past ten minutes snickering as she struggled to cover herself with the small garment, glaring at him when she finally trudged into the bedroom.
Pushing up onto her elbows, she leant forward to press lips against his own, one hand curled into his hair, the other gripping his chin with a soft chuckle. Dante's hands resting on her hips had her pulling back, head cocking to the side as he tried slipping his hands underneath her towel, wriggling out of his grip.Gently settling back to sit on his lap, the lycan's hands pattered his chest, leaning forward to leave a trail of kisses from his neck to his navel, smirking as he ruffled her hair, finger hooking onto the edge of his towel.
"What's happening in here?"
If the smooth, mellow voice hadn't cut her off, Dante's sigh of distain would have, sitting upright once more to greet Masa, arms stretched wide to gesture him over.The girl could barely contain her joy as he obliged, rolling off of the other to pull the vampire down with a giddy laugh, happily covering his face in kisses.
"Wha- Polecat, c'mon ya were goin' somewhere. Masa, don't interrupt her, I'm missing out."
Hand falling away from Masa, she turned her head to beam over at the nephilim, fingers brushing his tattooed palm."Babe, don't you go complainin', you should be happy. Two's better than one, right?"

















