Angel slipped off her coat as Luna went to find the kittens. Giving Deacon a sultry look and seductive smile, she made her way up the stairs. As she entered the bedroom, Deacon slid his hands around her waist and whispered. "I will start a bath, if it pleases you." Angel simply nodded yes. "As you wish, my mistress." Spinning her around, Deacon placed his hands in her hair and pulled her head back to expose her neck. Running his tongue on her jawline to her earlobe. Taking her earlobe in his mouth, sucking on the soft flesh, he could feel her pulse quicken. Angel moaned softly as she felt moisture pool between her legs. As Deacon placed her lobe between his teeth, the scent of her arousal drifted up to him, causing him to growl.
"I must begin the bath or we will not make it that
