Nijuu kissed Grey gently. "Nothing's wrong." She whispered. "Your name just slipped out I guess."

Amalia turned slightly. "I don't have emotions." She stated coldly.

Shrike grinned, "You words say one thing, your aura says another."

Grey smiled, "Well I'm sure I can make you cry it out before long my dear." He started kissing her bare skin, "Shall we make love under the stars?"

Amalia glared at the Grimm. "I don't care what my aura says." She hissed lowly.

"If you keep this up, I will be." Nijuu breathed softly, as she wrapped her arms around Grey. "Only if you're gentle, and my father doesn't catch us." She replied with a playful giggle.

Grey continued to kiss down her chest, and stopped right after kissing above her navel before saying, "Both conditions seem reasonable, especially the first," And with that, he gently set her on the ground, so that she was below him, and looked her in the eyes.

Shrike shrugged, "You say you don't have emotions, yet you are showing anger, just by the tone of your voice girl. You shouldn't contradict yourself."

Mawthrough had her dressed down in seconds, and thought to himself that it was no wonder he fell in love if he had a body like that to kiss every day.
He gave her a smile, and gestured.
"I'm sure I've told you this before, but you look beautiful. No wonder I fell in love with you."

If Amalia were a cat, her fur would be on end after being called girl. "Stop calling me 'girl', lazy bones." She growled lowly.

Nijuu stared into Grey's eyes, as he stared into hers, and smiled. "This all still feels surreal." She whispered, as she placed her hand on Grey's face. "It feels like a dream in which I don't ever want to wake from."

Grey kissed her passionately, before pulling his lips away, and whispering, "Then why not let us stay in this surreal dream forever, drunk on each others passion. I will worship every part of you, your mind, your body, your soul, and your heart, and never once sway in my affection for you."

Shrike chuckled, and replied, "I'll stop calling you 'girl' when you stop calling me 'lazy bones'!!!"

"Fair enough." Amalia folded her arms across her chest. "You can call me Amalia Frost."

Nijuu kissed Grey gently. "I hope this is also filled with many more nights under the stars, and mornings waking up in your arms."

Mawthrough's hands - and lips - glided over her skin, the cloth lying completely unused.
"It's a far more pleasurable technique when performed with hand - far smoother."
Dipping his hands in the soapy water, Mawthrough made sure he covered every inch of her back with a smooth massage.
He reached round the front, started playing with what he found there.
He couldn't resist a smirk.
"So, mistress, how am I doing?"

Mawthrough decided that wet trousers was a perfectly viable price to pay and slid into the bath behind her, one hand sliding below her navel starting a special massage and the other gently rubbing her chest.
It was a true shame he couldn't remember anything, he caught himself thinking as he did so. This sort of thing could be intensely peaceful, and he could get used to this amazing girl. But, alas, he couldn't feel any connection to her other than lust, nothing beyond desire, nothing that would inspire him to go above the limit and sacrifice himself for her. This would make her happy, and he didn't have to go, he reasoned.
He kissed her neck.
"I hope you don't mind me sharing your bath, mistress," he breathed in her ear.

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"Fair enough." Amalia folded her arms across her chest. "You can call me Amalia Frost."

Nijuu kissed Grey gently. "I hope this is also filled with many more nights under the stars, and mornings waking up in your arms."

Shrike leaned back and simply replied, "My name is Shrike, simply Shrike."

Grey hugged her tightly, saying aloud, "Forever and ever my dear.......for as long as we exist......."

"Shirke?!" Amalia raised her brow slightly, half hoping that his name really would've been 'lazy bones'. "How was the fish?" She asked simply.

Nijuu's smile grew, as she wrapped her arms around Grey. "I can go for that." She whispered, then kissed him passionately.

Grey growled with desire, as he slipped his remaining clothes off, and calmly stripped Nijuu. It was now, that he took her hands into his, kissed her passionately, and pulled a blanket over the two of them. Hours later, Grey was calmly hugging her, a blanket covering both of them, "You were a bit more aggressive that time my dear."

Shrike shook his head, "My name is Shrike, after the bird, not the fish."

Nijuu blushed slightly, as she looked at Grey. "I just couldn't help it..." as she spoke her face became more red.

Amalia laughed quietly. "That's not what I meant." She pointed out. "I was asking about the fish you ate."

Shrike looked surprise, "Well, its better than those bars I normally eat.......haven't eaten a good meal in years....."

Grey looked up at her, "I like that side of you, I love it when you blush, and I especially love when we make each cry out ours names." He knew exactly how that would make her react.

Nijuu covered her face with her hands, as her face turned even redder.

"You eat at a bar...it's a wonder how you're even alive." Amalia commented. "They wouldn't know how to cook to save their lives."

Shrike sighed, rather than correcting her again, he let her have her victory, "Reapers aren't given many pleasures in this life."

Grey nuzzled her, "I will never tire of that, never. My guardian angel....."

Amalia merely shrugged her shoulders. "I've lived in the mountains all my life. This is really my first outing down here without a family member."

Nijuu giggled softly as Grey nuzzled her. "You know how ticklish I am." She giggled.

Grey grinned, "Is that so?" He took a single strip of grass from the ground and used it to tickle her butt.

Shrike shrugged, "Sounds nice compared to where I spent most of my youth."

Amalia shrugged her shoulders. "It was nice enough." She retorted. "I really don't have anything else to compare it too." Her voice trailed off at the end of her sentence, as she turned her back slightly to Shrike.

Nijuu giggled uncontrollably, as Grey tickled her. "I can't be held responsible if I accidentally kick you." She said between shrieks and giggles.

Grey continued to tickle her, "But the face you make is just adorable, how can I resist?"

Shrike chuckled, "Guess how a soul is prepared for becoming a Grimm?"