Posture.

III

                                                                                                              ~SWEET BLOOD~

After another sleepless night Ayumi wandered around her room, for the first time properly inspecting it. The walls were a baby blue with elegant spirals creating soft, satin roses. The floor was a pristine white matching the curtains on either side of the queen size bed. Light blue covers were draped over the bed with light feathered pillows and velvet cushions. All wood was a sturdy oak, the dresser, stool wardrobe, bed frame and doors.

Ayumi felt groggy and short tempered from her lack of sleep so to clear her mind, in preparation for the sadistic vampires she was living with, she decided to take a bath.

Inside the bathroom everything was polished and shining, including the old fashioned bathtub in the middle. Ayumi let her long, pearly white hair fall down her back, the length of pitch black stood out like a sore thumb. Ayumi turned on the taps, letting the warm water fill the tub, steam flew into the air like clouds.

Finally Ayumi turned of the taps when she was satisfied with the warm temperature, and rid herself of her top, leaving her in her black pajama shorts and lacy bra.

Suddenly two cold hands gripped her bare shoulders and pushed her. A loud splash rang through the air and water littered the tiled floor. Ayumi whipped around to come face to face with a smirking Laito.

"What the hell do you think your doing!?" Ayumi screamed. Immediately covering her chest as she kneeled in the bathtub glaring up at Laito.

"Nfufufu bitch~chan after yesterday with the waste of your alluring blood I couldn't help but want to try a bit." He stared right into Ayumi's widened amber orbs.

Splash. Now Laito had joined her in the tub. Ayumi was pressed against the taps uncomfortably with one of her legs hanging out of the side of the bath tub. Laito had his hands gripping the sides of the tub either side, pinning her squirming body down with his.

Ayumi's face heated up as she started cursing Laito and frantically trying to push him off of her.

"Nfufu bitch~chan your so cute when you writhe underneath me," he had a crazed look in his glowing eyes as they narrowed, trailing down Ayumi's exposed body. He chuckled quietly, "I can already imagine how sweet you taste."

Unlike Ayumi unfortunately expected, Laito lifted up her leg that was hanging from out of the bath and brought his lips too the sensitive skin. Ayumi eyes widened at the sudden contact.

"L-let go of me now or I swear I'll-" Ayumi suddenly gasped as she felt his fangs penetrate her skin. The pain stung like salt on an open wound and she found herself hissing from the feeling of her blood draining from her body. Ayumi was able to breathe again as Laito pulled away, his cunning eyes slightly wide in shock.

"Wow bitch~chan, I didn't realise your blood would be this good." He smirked evilly, "How dare you bitch~chan your blood is so hot it burnt my throat, I guess I have to punish you." He bit into Ayumi's leg again, all the while his eyes on her and her strained face and closed eyes.

Finally he pushed away as Ayumi panted and tried to shuffle away but was still kept in place by Laito.

"You should feel honoured bitch~chan, your blood is the finest I've ever tasted, it's so sweet and hot, I can just feel it flowing through me, nfufufu." Ayumi felt anger surging through her veins as she writhed underneath him,

"Laito your the only bitch here now let me go." Ayumi growled deeply likes he did at Ayato when she arrived.

"Nfufufu, if you growl like that I don't think I'll be able to control myself bitch~chan." Just when Ayumi was about to shout a number of curses at him she was interrupted.