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By Galadrial Date: 2001 Oct 31 Comment on this Work [[2001.10.31.20.19.30566]] |
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Ah The female was fine and dangerous, a vision in black and scarlet fishnets, heels, and a perfume that made a thousand promises, with a walk that backed each one. He saw the raven hair falling beneath the hat rim, smiled into the one green eye he could see---fire? This one would be fine indeed--- and long had it been since he had tasted something rich and ripe and seasoned. The usual fare was sweet--- but he craved one that would fight him--- after all...when the fruit came to easy to the hand, it was half rotten from the start. She smiled at him--- a pale ivory gleam that whispered you want me, mortal. This one would be a challenge perhaps almost worthy but then---it had been ages since one was more than amusing. He would give her a run, she was certain all the sweeter when she began to feed. So they spoke...each supremely confident, each certain that refusal was impossible and each sensing heat...danger... and oh, the scent of warming interest, tender flesh. The meeting was agreed to. Thirty minutes hence--- a seedy room with thin walls but then---what more was required than privacy of a sort. And they fell on each other blazing blatant ravenous and he bit her lip and drew a tiny spot of blood grinning at her cry--- more lust than pain. She fell on his neck--- and yes god---teeth! she bit him hard and he shuddered in her arms feeling her lips smear and it was more than he could stand--- more than she could do to wait it out. They came together flesh fantasy and flame howling demons monsters to all but each other and they knew each other at once. Incubus. Succubus. Two who balanced--- even canceled each other--- unable to occupy the same place. But instead of pulling apart to save themselves for other hunts they clung the closer loving the flames loving the force that denied them loving each other as only one can who has been doomed to the hell of solitude. And when they exploded as a dark star, the lesser demons gathered wondering what had made them give up all they had known. And their spirits chuckled in the vast of the cosmos. Come my dark love----come. |