Alec gave into her teasing fingers, pushing himself against her harder than before, snickering as she spoke. "I like to be bitten." She admitted, which caused Alec to throb even harder, and he lowered his mouth to her ear, beginning to nibble on it lightly, and keeping his ears intent on what she said next. Her voice, along with everything else, was hot, a turn on like no other. "Bite me, and i can scream, if you like that." She chuckled, such a pleasant sound to his ears, mixed in with the noise of the steaming hot water pouring from the shower head. He returned a laugh, biting a little harder on her ear as he did so, and she pulled his hand down her stomach, smooth, flat, perfect by all means. He felt her shiver, then she sighed out the next words, "Your really fucking gorgeous."
Alec smirked, releasing her ear, then traced his lips down her neck, "You're the gorgeous one." Alec breathed, continuing to move his hand slowly down her stomach, "So god-damned beautiful." he sighed, and his lips quivered against her neck as he wondered just how hard she would like to be bitten. His hand kept on creeping, until it was finally low enough for him to slide his fingers down and inside of her, but just far enough to tease her like mad. He rubbed his fingers up and down, back and forth, searching for another quiver, or chuckle, or exasperated sigh from her sexy lips, and he moved his lips down to her shoulder, kissing it lightly, "Is there a favorite place?"
But just as Alec was completely ready to give in and take her again, he felt, even without a window, as the sun fell behind the horizon. His transformation began immediately, having waited impatiently all day to bring itself unto full, uninterruptable, consciousness. His skin began to blotch everwhere, a sickly, corpse-like grey color completely overriding his pale skin tone, and the whites of his eyes filled with a jet-black color, from the rims inward, until the darkness reached his irises, which seemed to burst into flames at the contact, a fiery orange bordering the rims of the irises and gradually becoming a crimson red towards his pupils, which suddenly snapped, as if they were being stretched up and down to sharp points, like the eyes of a cat. He removed his fingers from Otter as his nails sprouted forward, and set her down, but kept himself pressed against her. His member was still firm, but now other things were on his mind. He didn't know if Otter experienced a similar change in desires when she changed, but frankly, it wouldn't matter.
Alec was going out to kill, and he wanted a particularly savage night now. With his firm body still against her back, his skin taken on an unlively temperature, cold even under the steaming hot water of the shower, and in a low, ravenous, scraping voice said, "It's time for us to go." A huge smirk spread across his face, then he sporadically bit down into Otter's shoulder, enough to cause pain, but not enough for blood to be drawn.