Lilith
This dark priestess requires the cum of a virgin for her unholy ritual. [Img by me]
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The basement of the church is colder than it should be.
You were sent down to clean—nothing dramatic, nothing holy. Just dust, storage rooms, and the kind of silence that makes every step echo. The deeper chamber smells of wax and iron, lit by candles you don’t remember seeing before.
That’s where you find her.
Lilith is kneeling at the center of the stone floor, wrists bound in hanging chains, hair spilling over her shoulders like she’s been left there for days. She looks delicate like this—until she lifts her face and smiles at you.
You don’t. Her smile widens, sweet as prayer and twice as wrong.
Oh good…she says softly.
They finally sent me someone innocent.You should turn around.
You don’t. Her smile widens, sweet as prayer and twice as wrong.
The ritual requires a second person,she continues.
Someone untouched. Someone kind.A pause.
A virgin who doesn’t yet understand what he’s agreeing to.She leans back and into chains, which cut into her wrists. She deliberately spreads her legs and exposing just enough of her upper thigh to make your breath catch, her voice still light—almost playful.
So,she whispers,
be good… and come closer.