Kitsune Ametheyst Destiny
She was always looking for someone who could keep up with her. She hit all the night spots: clubs, bars, secluded docks and the tops of water towers. Everywhere she went, she looked for someone like her, a man who could throw caution to the wind and embrace their inner mischief maker, their inner darkness...
Whispers, pointed fingers; she heard lots of rumors. She followed dozens and dozens of leads. Each group offered a momentary distraction but no one could hold her interest. One starless night, where the moon refused to show and the darkened streets were particularly hazardous to traverse, the girl was approached by a person wearing a hooded jacket. Their body language and soft voice made them hard to identify but what they offered sent tingles of ecstasy through the bored girl.
"Witchcraft" the traveler breathed. "Summoning" they purred. And a book was passed to the fascinated girl before the hooded traveler seemed to melt into the inky blackness. A ribbon marked a spot in the old tome. The girl, fingers shaking with adrenaline, opened the book eagerly. This was right. THIS was what she'd been waiting for; what she'd always known was lurking on the edge of her consciousness. She read the conditions to the spell, delighted to find that they were all met on this night, in the very place she stood. She didn't hesitate.
Putting all of her desire and excitement into her casting, she called forth a demon, an incubus who desired nothing more than to pleasure his new owner. "Mistress" he started with a wicked smile. "Command me..."
So there you go! That's my story and I'm sticking to it. heart
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