Rick busied himself laying out the new purchases he'd made for Sarah's return to the 'Den'.
The Den is a nightclub whose cosplay of the night is Halloween, every night. Public gatherings happened on weekends and on special occasions. It can be reserved for private parties during the week.
On their first date at the Den, Rick had a little help getting a legal erogenous powder. Guaranteed the users would be well pleased. The night had been a perfect success. All parties happy.
Rick showed Sarah that doing as he asked reaped so many rewards. That night she had gifted him with her most precious possession.
And inside a coffin no less, in a crowded fog-filled graveyard inside Club Den.
Just thinking about it got his dick hard. He quickened his steps going through the new purchases. A very thin leather cat suit. It would fit snuggly like a bathing suit. It laced up the front and the back. It also came with a sheer black skirt with an overlapping slit in the front and back.
Of course it needed the finishing touches, headband with soft furry cat ears and a long fluffy tail.
And.... a collar.
The very soft leather of the collar was stitched in a deep blood red thread set of letters. P.E.T.
Next he slid into a soft black pair of dress trousers. To this he added a silky white button up dress shirt. Tucked in the shirt, then sliding through the loops of his trousers, a leather black belt giving form to his attire. The Count Dracula.
He laughed the wicked guttural laugh of the undead, while sliding the little case with his fake fangs in it, into his pants pocket. Also a couple of packets of fake blood capsules to top off his finished look later if the chance presents itself.
He walked over to his dresser thinking a red silk handkerchief would look nice and dug one out of the top drawer. Folded neatly, it did look good after he angled it into his shirt pocket. He draped the matching scarf around his neck.
Rick heard Sarah coming out of the bathroom. When he turned to look at her, the sight of her took his breath away. The tiny towel catching loose droplets running slow and delicious looking down her neck and shoulders, begging to be tasted.
He brought her near the bed and took the towel. He rubbed and patted the loose droplets from her entire body. Tip to toe. Turning her around to face the side of the bed, he pushed her legs further apart with his foot and knelt behind her to gently towel her butt cheeks.
Using his hand he pushed against the small of her back indicating that she should bend forward and brace on the bed. Rick pushed the towel between Sarah's legs while spreading her labia with his fingers on his other hand. He rubbed the towel back and forth drying every nook and crevice.
