And as you part your lips and pull me closer by my waist, I press my lips to yours. Kissing you lovingly, stroking your cheek softly and my other hand brings your chin closer to mine as I break away after turning completely breathless.
I look into your eyes and smile softly before leaning in and placing my forehead on yours. Our deep breaths synchronise slowly as i raise and tilt my head so my lips brush against yours.
People would describe it to be just a knock before the blood bath began. And i was so ready to take them down. But then a something knotted in my abdomen and something rang in my ears as my eyes go black and body bathed in crimson. "knock knock, my aunts are back"
On a snowy night, maybe days earlier since the killings started. I spotted a little girl begging for me to help her aunts, they were trapped and not in a very good shape. I refused knowing the tales of the little niece of the great demoness' Lilth and Lamashtu.