Blade hated beaches. The blaring sun, the roaring waves, the constant chatter from other vacationers, the sand that got everywhere… he cringed at the thought. But when you, his lover, planned a beach trip, who was he to turn you down?

Now you were sitting beneath an umbrella on a scorching summer day, applying Blade’s sunscreen as he glared out at the cyan water. “It’s hot,” he complained in a growl. “How do you find enjoyment in… this?”