She calls upon me and with obedience I answer, never thinking about her intentions, never considering the dark pull around her is what lulls me. I step close, she steps closer. My eyes haze over and I realize I am within the Venus Fly Trap. She has lured me into her grasp, pulling me tighter and I want more. I resist, ever so slightly as to control the deep stirring. I fight, in good conscious, but my grasp waivers. I can smell her, the blood beneath her skin, the sweetness of youthful flesh. I desire things about her that I perhaps shouldn’t... the caverns deep within my mind suddenly fill with concepts I would normally pass by. I grit my teeth as I gently touch her skin... feeling... feeling... over whelmed with thoughts that make no sense to my kind. But I am different... I have been exposed. They will never understand. They can never grasp... what it’s like to have a woman in your arms...
My fingers itch to grasp hold, my body moves on its own, and I am drawn to her. Drawn to her desires, her wishes and wants... behind those eyes... I can see where she wants me and I obey. I obey her. I obey. I can say nothing, I am at a loss for words and I move in closer, closer... ever so close. She speaks, and it’s all I can hear. What she says I can not remember, all I know is to obey. I answer, but only out of reaction. I fight to regain consciousness but her spell is wrapped tight. I feel the hunger and that is all that is conscious. The Hunger... the need. I close in, my lips so close... to tasting. I breathe in not of my own accord. The need is taking over. Slowly, parting my lips I take the flesh in. My tongue dances across the exposed skin and a wave of energy surges through...
Blackness... I am no longer. I wait... until the need has consumed his fill. Wait until he has relinquished my woman... until he is sated and full. Then, once again I will regain my sight... my mind will return... my hands retract and I will return to the darkness... where I belong.
+Larva+
