A Lovely Night for an Ambush
by Carmine

Obscured by shadows, Crimson Succubus watched Katrina, her vampire maid. Lacy accouterments attracted the fish: a low-cut blouse, tight about the middle; a short skirt, exposing a pair of thick but well-shaped legs; fishnet stocking and stilettos, both patterned after corruption.

"Light?" she purred into a male's ear.

He obliged, a struck match lighting her up. She bent forward, pushing her shoulders back. Pale lips blew smoke past his ear.

Before taking his neck, her eyes rolled back, just like shark before consuming its prey. In response, Succubus bit her lip, her mouth yearning for the taste of salty spume.

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