Asa dove into the water, slicing easily through the shimmering blue medium. It had taken a while to break the habit of surfacing for needless air, but he had done that years ago. He preferred swimming underwater, here. The indoor oversized pool, silent at these hours, seemed even more lonely when you could hear the splashes echoing.

He remembered extravagant parties thrown here, decades ago. Nika, covering the surface with ping pong balls and tables on the side filled with drugs and related paraphernalia. Hundreds of people, naked, decadent. A veritable buffet for whatever you fancied.

Thoughts of women inevitably turned to Ishani, and his strokes became a bit more insistent, and he smiled under the water at the way those thoughts excited him. He hadn't realized she minded his ghouls. Olivette would probably be relieved. Nika would probably be furious. He'd be a liar to say it wasn't disappointing, but it was such a minor thing compared to what he shared with Ishani now.

The fatigue in his muscles brought him to the surface. He could use the Blood to keep swimming, but Ishani's Feeding issues were already pushing his ghouls to their limits... such frivolity would have to wait until they figured something out. He walked over to where Olivette waited, and held his arms out while she dried him. Asa was completely at ease with his own nudity and state of arousal caused from thoughts of Ishani, which still filled his mind. So entranced was he by the thought of her dark eyes and red lips, he didn't notice Olivette fold the towel and kneel on it. The hands on his thighs and sudden warmth of her mouth shocked him, and he instinctively pushed her away, knocking her backwards.

"I'm sorry," he said, uncharacteristically apologetic to the beautiful ghoul. "That won't be necessary anymore." Asa looked down at the woman, legs spread, blouse stretched tight across her breasts from holding herself up with her arms behind her after falling. Dark eyes, flashing with anger, filled his mind as his own eyes lingered on the shadows under the skirt that covered the lithe legs.

Ishani's imaginary eyes turned warm and full lips curved in a smile as he turned and left.