Wouldn't you!

Dagaz hadn't been a vampire long enough to have evolved beyond mortal attractions - quite the opposite - he found mortals exceedingly attractive. It was starting to become less difficult for him to think of himself as mortal as the night stretched on, despite the fact that this was his first not being one.

In life, he had been a bit of a voyeur, and his recent **** had done nothing to dampen the urge to sneak a peek in him. He snagged Ava's discarded dress from the floor where she had dropped it, and threw it into the machine to wash. On the slowest setting of course. Silk was a delicate fabric after all, and it wouldn't do to have it ruined. It said dry clean only, but no one pays attention to that. Plus it meant that she would have nothing to wear for just that little bit longer, which suited him perfectly.

He slipped off his designer Italian shoes (Berluti's, if anyone asked) so that he would make less noise on the polished hardwood floor as he made his way back across the room. With the level of control he now had over his musculature, he probably could have walked across the room on his fingertips if he had wanted, but he was unaware of just how strong his new body could become given enough time. For now, he stuck with the time honoured method of one foot in front of the other, until he reached his destination.

Nudging the bathroom door open a tiny crack with his toe, he tried to see inside. Warm air rushed out to greet him, matting his open shirt to his chest as the humidity of the steam hit the fine cotton. Inch by gentle inch, he slowly edged the door open, taking care not to let it creak and give the game away too early. After a few moments, he was able to open it just wide enough to allow himself to slip into the room.

The air was so dense with steam, that even with his newly enhanced vision Dagaz could barely see more than a few feet beyond where he stood. 'And I thought I liked the water hot!' he though, as he crept closer to the cubicle trying to get a better look at the woman inside. Through the mist, he could see a faint outline of a form through the fogged glass, but he wanted more. Closer he went, practically on tip toes by now, hardly daring to breathe. Did he still need to breathe? Did he still even have lungs?

Agonising seconds went by before he got close enough for the details to become clearer before his eyes. Beyond the half frosted glass, he could begin to make out the silhouette of a female form, long hair hanging down her back as she washed it. Raising her hands above her head, she massaged shampoo into her scalp, and as he focused his vision Dagaz was able to trace the soap as it cascaded down her back, down over the curve of her (absolutely magnificent) ass, and down her long legs towards the drain. He had been hoping for a good look at her front, and was a little disappointed that she currently had her back to him.

His disappointment lasted momentarily though, for as soon as she finished rinsing the soap from her hair, Ava slowly turned around just enough to flash him her perfectly formed breasts as she reached for the conditioner on the side. Even through the steam, Dagaz could see her nipples were wonderfully erect, the little nubs pointing skyward despite the warm water flowing over them. His eyes traced over the curve of her full breasts, taking his time to appreciate just what a spectacular job of keeping them contained her dress had been doing tonight. Now unbound by the restrictive material, they looked to be at least a full cup size bigger than he had guessed earlier.

He let his eyes trail past her breasts, down towards her toned stomach that showed just a hint of 6 pack and not a hint of fat. She obviously worked out, Dagaz doubted she was much of a jogger though considering how much weight she was carrying above her abs. A swimmer maybe, but he doubted that too. No matter. His eyes kept moving, to the delicate curve of her hips as her hand guided the soap down to wash her legs, bending down to work the lather into the skin by her calves with her fingertips. Turning as she bent, Dagaz was finally gifted with the image he'd been hoping to see since he decided to sneak into the bathroom with her. The steaming water hit her back, rushing down over the curves of her hips and firm ass, until finally trickling its way down her body to the neatly trimmed pussy nestled between her thighs.

What blood remained in Dagaz's body shot into his cock at the sight of Ava's pussy practically pressed against the glass of his shower, making him instantly hard. It took a great deal of his willpower not to reach into his pants and pull his cock free, but he was so close to her now that he dared not in case he made a sound. Instead, he quietly reached up to his shirt pocket and retrieved his phone. Checking the flash was off, he snapped a few quick pics for later.

Inside the cubicle, completely oblivious to what was happening outside, Ava continued to soap herself down. She slid her hands back up her the curves of her calves, to the smooth, sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, and slowly, ever so slowly snaked a finger over the folds of her pussy. Barely a touch, for less that a second, but she shuddered at the sensation. She didn't understand why, but her body had felt hyper sensitive ever since she had gotten under the water. How could she understand, its not ever day that you're fed upon by a vampire after all. The sensation of pleasure being fed upon brings lingers ever after the act itself has long since stopped.

She ran her finger slowly over the little nub of her clit as she brought her hands back up her body, resisting the urge to slam her finger into her pussy and finger fuck herself in a practical strangers shower, as damn tempting as it was.

Dagaz however, continued watching the show unfolding in front of him, his erection straining against his pants as he watched Ava's hands run back up her body to cup her own tits. As she twisted her nipples between her fingers and let out a small moan of pleasure, he gave his own cock a little squeeze.

'Not yet,' he thought. As much he was enjoying the show, he thought it would be a shame to not be able to take tonight's fun any further. As if she'd heard his very thought, he watched Ava begin to reach for the water tap on the wall. As she reached a hand out to take a towel from the rack, Dagaz took that as his queue to make his exit from the bathroom.