You and Bayonetta (or Cereza) have been dating for about a month now. She recently invited you over to her home where you were now waiting for her to finish showering.

“Darling?” She called with the bathroom door slightly open.

“Yes?” You answered quickly.

“Be a dear and fetch mummy a towel.” She commanded lightly, she never really said “please” for she knew you would do it either way.

You quickly grabbed one nearby, but as your hand peaked through the door she grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you inside.

“There you are, love, I was getting so lonely.” She said as she held you against her bare and moistened body, her shape and silver eyes staring deep into you with love and something more primal.