Stavanger Bay I'm gonna lay my favorite shirt out neat

@Vanity so sorry for the wait.

very much. the words were a soft coo in his ears. his eyes were half-lidded as he threw a small glance towards her. It had been a long time since a woman had spoken to him in such a way. Too long. 

Her hip pressed against his, the warmth of her body so close to him awakening something primal. It was a feeling both sweet and shameful. Part of him wanted to excuse himself, his morality deeming this the most respectful thing to do for her, but said morality was rapidly losing its grip on him. 

Vegas lifted his snout and sniffed softly at her ear for a secod, before gently nibbling, the taste of her enough to drive him mad.