"N-not funny!" Sanguine replied, crossing her arms in front of her to cover her chest. "I didn't want to wear something this...fancy. But I didn't have much else to choose from." It was her own fault, of course. She had been the one to buy all those clothes during the game. Though she couldn't have known she's actually be wearing them later. She was secretly pleased that he didn't have any pyjamas to wear, as the sight of Oliver's bare chest was quite pleasing. "Just sleep however you want. I mean-- Mmmh~" The woman was suddenly cut off, her sentence turning into a soft moan as Oliver had reached her, and decided to shut her up by kissing her once again.

Still a bit dazed, Sanguine smiled shyly at him for a moment once he pulled back. "Let's...get to bed." She finally spoke, letting one of her hands linger on his chest just a little bit as she walked towards the bed. She got in on the left side, waiting for Oliver to join. Whom unsurprisingly got into the bed about just as quickly as she did.

The vampiress quickly snuck closer, putting one of her arms around him once he was settled. Her whole body felt like it was heating up, though in a good way. Was this how the women in those romantic novels supposedly felt? Either way, Sanguine quite liked it. "You smell nice..." Escaped her lips before she realized it. It was weird to her to even be saying something like that. The warmth of the bed and Oliver's body made her feel drowsy now though, so she would no doubt be falling asleep quite quickly.