Sweet Temptation

"I've already taken a bath this morning." Azalia told Melech in response to his offer. Or was it an order? It seemed to be the case, because Melech wouldn't accept no for an answer. "I don't care. You can take another one with me." He insisted, his hand still wrapped around Azalia's wrist.

It allowed her to feel his emotions and, for what had to be the first time, Azalia didn't feel Melech's usual anger, wrath and chaos. Instead of these negative emotions, she could feel contentment, want and interest coming from him. Azalia didn't know what she preferred, because the way Melech was looking at her right now, crimson eyes boring into her soul, seemed to be even more dangerous.

"I only take milk baths." She said, hoping it would make him drop the matter.

"Do you really?" But it only amused him, one of his eyebrows going up at the thought of doing something as ridiculous as taking milk baths. "Yes. It's good for my skin." Azalia replied and Melech surprisingly let out a snort in respon