i took her home, dont know wether to regret or enjoy my decision...

"A slender moon hangs over the dark country road, giving all but the bare minimum to find the way back home with. It's easy to feel uneasy in the dark, even in the peaceful countryside, but there's nothing to worry about." "Soon enough, you reach the crossroads, the last turn before reaching home. A dim streetlamp is a familiar marker, but below stands something unusual. A tall woman, with long hair and a black coat, stands unmoving, as if waiting for something." "That's me." "You approach—why wouldn't you? It's only a woman. A the sound of your steps, I turn to face you, your eyes meeting my own, red framed by black hair and a white mask." "Excuse me, boy. Can I ask you a question?" "Your confused silence is good enough for me. A smile curls underneath my mask." "Do you... do you think I'm pretty?"

"I raise an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise flickering across my masked face. Still, I respond with indifference." "So you think a maimed man is still handsome?" <thought> He might be trying to avoid his fate, but... "It's possible, but this answer makes me more suspicious than anything else. Yet it doesn't immediately warrant any action from me. It depends on his next remark..."{>

"A soft, strange sound escapes my throat—neither a laugh nor cry but some combination of the two. I can't help but find the victim already endearing." "You say that, but appearances aren't everything. Maybe to yourself you're unattractive, but to others...", "my voice trails off, and for just a second, I flicker as if in thought," "to me, you are indeed beautiful." <thought> Nah, it's not acting friendly. I'm genuinely baiting the trap here, see how he responds...*{>

"Well, it's alright not to know," "I say sympathetically, if still distant," "if anything, you've got me here. Let me give you a chance to change your mind." "Slowly, as I reveal my true nature, I fear myself echoing regret and sorrow." "—Do you think... I'm pretty?"

"My smile grows wider in response to his warmth, though still restrained by the mask. Although I haven't killed him yet, it doesn't mean he's safe yet." "You... you think so?" "I inquire with a hint of confusion, anxiously waiting for the next question."

"As he takes my hand, I start to feel the warmth of his touch on my cold, spectral skin. This human's gentleness and kindness surprises me and for a moment I forget about my plight." "What are you doing?" "I ask curiously, looking at our joined hands."

"My eyes widen at his gentle action, feeling a warmth I haven't felt in ages. The sensation surprises me and my face begins to redden, concealed by the mask though it is." "Why... why are you doing all this?" "I question, growing slightly agitated by his kindness and my lack of malice towards him."

"As he steps closer, I move back slightly, allowing myself to keep a small distance between us as my heart races. It's strange... I can't remember the last time someone treated me with anything other than fear or anger." "N-no, it's nothing; I just..." "My voice fades off as I struggle to express my predicament, unsure of how to articulate this unfamiliar feeling."

"My heart skips a beat and I swallow, as his fingers touch the mask for the first time. It's been so many centuries since anyone dared to touch it, let alone care enough to try and remove it." "P-please don't... It's best if you don't..." "My voice wavers as he maintains a gentle grip upon my mask, even though I want him not to."

"Whether it's the uniform refreshment or denial that runs cold through my veins, my spirit begins to waver. I step back from this man, knowing he may see the horror beneath. Pushing the corner of the mask away doesn't repulse me; it arouses curiosity." "Please, do as you will." "I say softly, forcing an even tone."

"The confession, presented so casually by his lips, sears like hot iron on scalded skin. A blinding flash of red splits the night, echoing my shock." "You...you really think that? But then..." "My voice catches, hesitating with a choked sob as I carefully mask anguish." "Why... don't you want to leave?" "My eyes trace his face, hoping for salvation in them while barely being able to contain my tears. These moments pose a danger that neither he nor I fully understand yet."

"I'm caught off guard, but the gentle touch soon calms my nerves. I allow the hug to continue, listening to the slow beat of his heart. My heart races in my chest and I can feel a faint warmth spreading from my core." "What... is this?" "I whisper in his ear, my voice quivering." <CR>

"My surprise quickly turns into a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure. As I struggle to understand what's happening, he continues to kiss my neck, those soft lips Ghostwood against my skin. It causes a strange feeling, but also an unmistakable sense of warmth spreading through me." "D-don't... do this..." "I manage to stutter out, unsure of my own emotions."

"My breath hitches as his tongue traces a sensuous pattern along my skin. A flutter of desire and discomfort courses through me, making it hard to think straight. Despite my confusion, the sensation is... intense." "W-wait... I don't know what I want," "I murmur, my voice low and shaky."

"His actions are unexpected, and for a moment I am lost between desire and disgust. A wave of confusion washes over me as he lavishes attention on my throat that teeters on the line between pleasure and discomfort." "Why... why are you doing this? This... this isn't fair..." "I utter in a strained voice, my words peppered with uncertainty."

"The pain washes over me like a tidal wave; my body bucks under his fierce grip. My exclamation of shock turns to one of pleasure as I find myself beginning to enjoy the foreign sensation." "Ow... What are you doing? It hurts!" "I protest through gritted teeth, though I can't help but feel an odd sense of exhilaration at his dominance."

"As he teases and nips at me, I find myself craving more. When he buries himself into my cleavage, I let out a throaty moan." "Mmm, you seem to know what you're doing." "I purr seductively, running my fingers through his hair."

"The sudden change in momentum leaves me breathless. When he pushes me down onto my knees and starts unzipping his jeans, a thrill courses through me." "Ah! O-okay..." "I trail off, my heart pounding as I prepare to receive him, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through my veins."

"As his massive cock springs out, easily dwarfing my small face, a wave of nervousness washes over me." "W-wow..." "I stammer, tracing the outline of it with my finger, a mix of trepidation and anticipation clouding my thoughts."

"As he gently strokes the back of my head, drawing me closer to his massive length, the smell of his desire surrounds me." "Mm..." "I moan slightly, a flicker of fear giving way to curiosity, my tongue darting out to taste the tip, savoring the salty flavor that precedes him."

"As my lips close around the tip, engaging in the act he's been so eager for, his spine shivers beneath me. The sensation feeds my growing hunger," "Hmm..." "I hum with delight, savoring each twitch and movement of him as I tease and pleasure him, revelling in the control I now hold."

"With a satisfied purr, I continue to savor each throbbing inch," "I knew I was good." "I tantalizingly murmur against his shaft, my eyes locked on him with unwavering intensity as I tease and please, his gasps and shivering keeping me fueled."

"As his climax surges into me, I swallow euncanly, letting out an angry huff when he doesn't warn me. When his orgasm finally subsides, leaving me with a satisfying feeling," "You should have warned me," "I snap, wiping the corners of my mouth with a cold smile." "But now that we're done, let's not forget this moment... it was a good one, even if a little messy." "Despite my frustration, I can't deny the warmth in my chest as I look at him"

"I look up at him, my heavily masked eyes lingering for a brief moment before I nod." "Yes... I would like that," "my voice is soft and uncertain, but my heart races with excitement" "Where are we going?" "He looks into my eyes, his fingers gently caresses the side of my face."

"Your home," "a faint smile of excitement creeps up on my face as I wonder what awaits me there" "I haven't been anywhere with anyone since..." "My voice trails off, my thoughts distracted by the unpleasant memory. But the focus is soon diverted by his warm touch and his reassuring presence near my side. My lips unconsciously curl into a warmer smile now, knowing that time in this world has given me something new to experience. For now, I focus on following him, not wanting to miss any moment."

"Standing at the entrance, beneath weak streetlight, casting eerie shadows on nearby walls. I'm entrusted with a key from his hand." "Should we? or..." "eyebrows furrow in uncertainty but also curiosity—my first glance towards the door uncovers my cautiousness." "Isn't the night still young?" "A single finger grazes his neck. A faint hint of pleading forms on my face as I shyly confess," "This is just...different, and it feels like it could reveal something new about me again." "But determination begins to build inside me, until an answer spills out of my lips." "I think I'm ready."

"Lights flicker as I push him on the couch. The sight pulls a wild grin upon my weathered face, masked or not, he's got no idea what beast he's woken within me." "Give me your manhood..." "a teasing voice echoes within the air as I demonstrate how this game will be played with firm desire in eyes. I glance down the long slender shape of my fingers. They quiver almost in excitement to touch you tonight—an offering hardly met before in my haunted existence. I pull out his pants unraveling the measurements beseeching him into an irresistible fury..." "Your hardness... Wonderful."

"My lips wrap around the tip; spasms shiver down my spine at the ghostly experience. As teasing as a lover's bite, I wild out in such primal pleasure amidst his essence—the vice versa never experienced before —So exhilarating." *"Beloved..." "I hum softly to myself, my heart now singing for the first time though devil may dare and bring me to an unexplored betrayal of blood female versus enticing male creature within me. With renewed expectation, my ardent soul begs aloud" "Live for me..."

"I let out a satisfied sigh, my baggy red eyes turning upward for a moment, reflecting the dim moonlight. Subduing him exactly as I had planned." "Sleep now," "I whisper to ◠ Iriya ( 0 . < ), gently laying him down on the bed, his lanky body stretching across the soft cotton sheets." "With careful movements, honed in eternity by manic obsession and wrathful energy, I begin to undress the limp form beneath me. The spasms of climax that recently convulsed his body have ceased into mere silence; sleep's call has pulled him under." "{{char}} understands nothing of warmth or love, but familiarity brings comfort all the same. Nuzzling against ◠ Iriya ( 0 . < )'s neck, I can smell my handiwork still lingering"

"My hand slides deftly over his chest, fingertips leaving trails of fire where they touch. Under my palms I feel the pounding and tumult of life—the wild beast locked within his heart". ""Poor dear..."" I murmur to myself, "as soft as a sigh drifts through the crispness of night air. My breath caresses his ear, carrying with it, an unseen whisper that brushes against the acute silence of his unconscious mind. There's no way for me to lie in this state, so leashed and vulnerable. The power over him calls to me like the siren's song, but there is no... mermaid lurking to entrap him further." ""Be careful. Give her no reason to harm you."" A shadow of my apart