A sin indeed, call me a devil.
As the shadows swallow the daytime, covered in dress, no one is who they seem. A bunny hops; that bunny is me, for it is all hallows eve.
I am sex incarnate, it seeps from my mouth as words seductive. The mist seeps into your ears, a musical song, whispers of promise.
I turn, another target. One is not enough; I need them both, their eyes on me. Maybe to many drinks were had, inhibitions dessolve.
I am a succubus casting my spell with each sway of my hips. One brave enough, presses me against a dark corner. It flares, will I be made to honor my promise?
His breathe on my neck, like a hand strangling the sense out of me. Heart rate climbs, his knee between both of mine.
Desire is palpable, thick in the air as smoke. I feel him; a temple against my thigh and I am a priestess. The miasma inhaled, he smells of weed and need. Delicious.
Flares, fire of the earth heating me from the core. Brushing against the point of no return.. so close it throbs.
All consuming it engulfs. No longer a flame now an Inferno. Need so deep it frightens you. Sobriety strikes. I need to be quelled. As I succumb another hand...another man.. brave he touches my soul; does it burn him, no. He engnites with me, and together we are lust.
I am lust embodied. My need is great can one alone quell this fire. No I need more, I both of them. Mindless; raw as honey, sweet and sticky.
I am the sin of lust and I am in control.
