Fear me, Haunt me

Haunt Me

Gentle tugging, tempting desires rolled around within her being. Sexual desire lulled her eyes, pomegranate rims pulsed orange. Intoxicating scent pushed her onward. How bad she had been, how bad she was going to be. It was never good to wait so long for your next meal. Her next blood bath. But she had been doing so well. It wasn't wise to ignore your natural impulses. The vampiress needed to feed but she would abstain from doing so upon this delicious specimen before her. She was saving him for bigger, better, darker things. Lips quivered at the thoughts held behind her cruel smile. The woman was used to such feelings, but the intensity of her emotions in this present moment were great enough to bring excitement. Her ears twisted to wind towards the sound of his voice. Spindly limbs slunk forward mimicking his motions. Smirk curled her onyx kissers. Part of the temptress wanted to question the male and demand his name, but she held her serpentine tongue for now. She knew better than to sound pushy, first she would be reasonable. Anything to distract her from the prickly desire of her other self. Goddess to some, Queen to others. her voice was gently mocking as she allowed an eye roll to slip by. Oddly enough, she was glad to encounter someone else.  And to whom do I owe the pleasure?