Even with the vampiress on his lap, he couldn't help but blush in the slightest as Elara accusations of exhibition found it's way into his morals. Before he could reply, she picked up pace as she looked down at him, the water splashes matching his heart beat. "I wouldn't be caught outside of this bath tub," he laughed, "Some part of me is still royalty, although I imagine that part has to be above my waist at that point." The breathy, whispered words rang in his ears and his blush grew a little deeper. "Plaything Elara, and here I thought I was a guest." The firm pressure almost felt like it was pulsing, each of his thrusts meeting her as she rode him.<br/><br/>Not wanting to let her see the deeper hues on his face, he decided to move closer to her chest. Cupping one of her breasts, he caught her nipple in his mouth as the other hand continued to squeeze. She tasted somewhat of the simple soap, but he could definitely find the flavor of the woman as well. Pulling on it lightly with his lips, he flicked his tongue out. Although he'd not been with a woman, from his brothers' own boasting he wasn't completely in the blind. Running the warmth of his tongue over the little nub, he played with it a little, finding himself rocking himself with more vigor and delight.