Description
Ciri crept through the dim, violet hued cavern, her hand white knuckled on her sword hilt as the cloying, sweet scent of jasmine made her head swim. Every shadow seemed to pulse with a strange, predatory life, and the silence of the ruins felt heavy, almost expectant. The young huntress was so focused on the darkness ahead that she failed to notice the subtle, rhythmic sway of the silk draperies behind her, nor the silent, violet skinned shadow detaching itself from the ceiling to drift toward her back. The succubus hovered just inches away, her breath a warm, honeyed heat against Ciri's neck, her powerful limbs tensing as she prepared to lunge and claim her prize. ______________ My kinks: noncon, BDSM, hot wax, rough sex, anal, lactation, impregnation, navel play Surreal kinks: tentacles, cocoon, mummification, webbing, encasement, absorption, slime, facehuggers Limits: blood, scat, piss, vomit, fur, hair