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When you walk through the room you leave arousal in your wake...a sinfully incensual version of our classic honey-amber-musk formula to imbue you with an intensely sexual glow...numerous types of deep dark Indian and Arabian musk and black amber folded into five varieties of rich late summer honey then swirled with tangy sweet black currant and black raspberry. For further seductive power we've added doses of our exclusive AJA and Essence of Woman copulin blends. As a sexy gourmand fragrance this has an almost edible quality to it, yet also the vibe of an elegant sophisticated perfume.

 

Created by: Mara Fox

Description: Julie (luna65)

Label art: vintage

October 2014

 

He was awakened by the thump-thump-thump of something - a tail? - hitting the mattress. He frowned as he opened his eyes, he did not own a dog.

She perched next to him, crouched and smiling. Her fangs were bright even in the dark.  

He let out a scream and switched on the bedside lamp.

She blinked, but otherwise showed no annoyance at his action.

He took a moment to consider the incongruity of a demon in his suburban bedroom. But he was too intrigued to scream again.
She was the epitome of a voluptuous female and her skin was red - but not a cartoonish crimson or bright primary red - more like carefully-oiled and burnished cherrywood, deeply rufescent and attractively complimenting her long shining hair, which appeared a darker version of that same color. Horns, not unlike those of a ram, protruded from her skull, yellowed as aged ivory. Her lips were full, her eyes were molten gold, glowing and flashing, and they made him think of a furnace...or the fiery pits of Perdition. Claws, similarly-shaded as her horns, playfully raked his chest.

"Hello," he said, his voice quavering. He grimaced at the squeak.

"Hello handsome," she replied, her voice thick and deep like dark chocolate and potent liquor.

"Who - what -"

"I’ve come for your immortal soul, of course," she answered his not-quite-a-question, direct but still with that purring tone which was velvet in his brain, he felt goosebumps and then...other things...stiffen at the sound.

"But why -"

She smiled, wicked and warm, and the two qualities intersected and formed an expression he was powerless to resist, heart pounding and eyes wide.

"You’re not special, sweet thing, not truly. But we hunger, you see, and you are food. All of you."

"Will it hurt?"

"Oh no, it will be so much bliss and then...oblivion."

She drew back the bedclothes and started on his feet, he shrieked with giggles but the touch of her tongue also made him feel drunk, his head hit the pillow and then he sat up again and gaped at the sight of her tail, twitching and seeking its own activities.
"Horns, and a tail, really? That’s such a cliche!"

Her eyes widened and the flames within brightened.  "I am the most beautiful of my kind...perhaps you would prefer a night hag?"

She let him see what that would be like, and he gasped and grabbed her arm. Her skin was hot, but in an inviting sort of way as the smell of her drifted into range...honeyed and musky and just the slightest whiff of sulfur.

"No, you’re incredible, but you’d think that the Devil would have been a little more creative, is all."

She laughed: the crackle of flames, the howls of the damned.  

"Oh just you wait, lover...you’ll see how creative He has made me. I’ll show you a whole new definition of horny."

And soon he would learn just how she would extract his soul...but she kept her word, it didn’t hurt at all.

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