Flavia smiled and allowed Anise to lick her fingers dry. She smiled when she realized the talk of her Sire had caught Anise's interest. After all Anise had done for her, she had no reason to keep secrets for her, so she willingly shared what she knew about the man. Which was, truth be told, not very much.
(OoC: The plot thread with Flavia and her Sire has been made, but not yet finished, so much of that line of the plot is still in progress)
She gently started lathering Anise's skin with a bar of exclusive soap (she had made it herself from exotic plants from her garden), and made sure to caress Anise's skin during the lathering to make also the bath a pleasant one.
"I have quite enjoyed myself since you two arrived," she smiled and kissed Anise. "You are right, we should not smell like sex. My husband would be suspicious - and I can assure you he gives me enough trouble already..."
She smiled when she thought of her Sire, having to think a moment to put name of what she felt for him.
"My feelings for him... they are complicated..." she started. "He has a strange way of making me love him and hate him at the same time. I hate him for turning me to a vampire and thus taking my human life. But at the same time I am grateful for him turning me when I was only 18 so I did not have to grow old, you know?
My father stopped being kind to my mother the moment she lost her beauty, and I early swore that I would not waste my life on a man like that. I chose to be more independent and stronger than my mother, choosing my own path instead of doing as I am told.
But we spoke of my Sire... I hate him for turning me, for his ability to summon me anytime he wants me no matter what my own schedule is. At the same time he manage to force me to come, even if I don't want to. And the orgasms I get with him.... they are... powerful. I can't explain the ties he has laid on me, those invisible chains that binds me to him - all I know is that when he calls on me I have to obey...."