Lara moaned at the teasing, gladly relinquishing her phone; she didn't want distractions any more right now than Ella did, and moaning again at the bite.

"As you wish, Mistress." Lara's smirk and Ella's speed might give the vampires enough time to work out what she was up to as Lara wrapped her arms round her lover. And the threw her over her hip, rolling so she landed on her back in the bath with Ella on top of her. She was still in her skirt while Ella was still fully dressed. In a couple of seconds she'd want to come up for air, laughing, unless Ella decided to play rough.