Chapter 3: Prompt 3
An artistic expression of love 100words
Love. It makes her stomach turn. Lust has only known pain and death following that flutter in her chest. That terrifying mind numbing hunger that lead her to more than one mistake. A trail of body's left in her wake and yet. Here she stands finding that puppy love focused at her.
"To love a succubus even a half blood like my self. Is to be eaten." She gently whispers into freyas ear bending to the shorter lycan's hight. " and of course I would not hesitate to eat you if you'd let me " lust chuckles holding the bright red woman's with a gentle hand.
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