Vladimir lowered underwater as well, shaking his head back and forth a few times before coming up and he ran his hands along his hair to smooth it back.

Daemon couldn't help but stare, again. The man was truly beautiful. He couldn't be human with how good he looked doing.. well, anything. Daemon's eye caught the loofa and he blushed. He hated that thing now. It reminded him of what just happened and it felt too good. From a sponge... Daemon splashed his face into the water.

Vladimir moved over to where the control panel was for the tub and turned it off as well as unplugging the tub. He then moved himself out of the tub and offered his hand to Daemon. "Come...I'll help you dry off." he said softly.

Daemon nodded and took the man's hand, glad he had because his balance was rather poor when he stood. He slipped a bit but managed to catch himself. He stepped from the tub and smiled at Vladimir. "You're taking such good care of me.."

"Because it is how you should be treated." Vladimir replied before kissing him gently on the lips. "You're like a flower, Daemon...one who is afraid to bloom. But, I can help you bloom, Daemon."

Daemon's cheeks burned red at Vladimir's words. "I honestly don't know that.. I had to care for myself most of the time." He sighed heavily and unconsciously rubbed the word on his arm. He looked up at Vladimir, his voice soft. "And you make me feel so uhm... what's the word... pampered? I suppose. You've been doing a lot for me. And I have done hardly a thing for you."

"You're doing enough...just by being this close to me...and not fearing my touch." Vladimir replied softly.

"Why would I fear your touch? I have nothing to worry about." Daemon smiled and nuzzled Vladimir's neck.

Vladimir held the young man against him. He wanted so much to just come out and tell Daemon what he was...but, he was afraid. For the first time in his life, he was afraid...that Daemon would reject him and stick a stake in his chest. He couldn't take the risk. "It's just...so many people have hurt me, Daemon....because I'm different."

Daemon placed his head on the man's shoulder and wrapped his arms around Vladimir's neck. "They shouldn't. I don't care if you're different. You saved me and have taken care of me. My wounds could have killed me and you didn't care then, so why should i?" He smiled and kissed the man's neck in a comforting way.