Hit the showers

Entering the bathroom, flicking the light i turned on, way to bright someday you should change the tubes into something more soft. Well not that it was true that you as vampire could not stand bright light. But still, it looked ugly and didn't show all the blemished in your body. Your skin looked even paler if that was possible, you looked way to skinny in the harsh light. In short you didn't like it and they way it made your body look. On the other hand it wasn't like anyone else would see you here. You never took any of your victims to your apartment. This was your space so you should feel good here, and with that you decides the lamp had to go, you flicked the light off again. Your eyes adjusted, you saw the shower stall almost as good as in the light anyhow. The night vision part of the legends was true, maybe the adjustment was a bit slower that stories told. Turing the water on, you step into the shower, shivered, you should have waited just a bit. Goose bumps all over your body for the few long seconds before the water, started to turn warm. Your nipples hard and pointy, that's what a could shower gives you noticed taking note of the irony. Wasn't the hard nipples supposed to signal something competently different than a cold shower. You started to plan your evening, only four open places in the town tonight. As you been out so much by now the staff on most places recognized you. AT the hotel bar they suspected you was an escort, and the managers didn't like you for it but, they still hadn't done anything about it but sure someday they would.

Your toughs went drifting in the shower, first you lingers over the image of chests, bare naked male chests, pressing against yours. Rubbing them self's against your breasts. You started to feel the body warm up, your fingers found there way down to your mound, you could feel your wet fingers passing over your lips, just as if they had there own life. You leans back against the shower walls, the shower now hitting your body over the tummy. Running down over you, the arm steering the water in between your legs. The sensations as the fingers parted your lips, the flow of water hitting your clitoris. Massaging around it, you fingers followed the water. First in gently round motions, then getting more intense as you sunk down the wall. Fingers passing over the clit, along the lips, juices from your body meeting the flowing water. Inviting your fingers, you entered your self, one finger a time. Your body responding to your fingers pressing against them, slowly you worked your self up an over the edge. You came, your pussy stretched over your fingers, slowly pulsating. You recovered your breath and with the the ability to stand. You raised, turned of the water and stepped out of the shower.