[color=ed1c24][h3]Angel Ferrara[/h3]

[i]Kill me.[/i]

[i]Strike me dead.[/i]

[i]This is insane.[/i][/color]

Angel closed his eyes and took soft, careful breaths for upwards of half a minute. It helped to briefly distract him from being stuck gazing at the girl, who was currently limbering herself in such a nonchalant fashion that she could have made him pass out in the tub purely based on her relaxation choreography. Add to the fact that she sounded downright [i]husky[/i] - especially when saying his [i]name![/i] - and it was a miracle that the effeminate boy managed to calm his breathing down and force the blush to ebb off his face.

[color=ed1c24]"I-I'll...do what I can, ma'am."[/color]