Feral Daydreams 🎀

Ensnared By Love (🍋)

Seraphine, a dark Cupid, harbored nothing but disdain for men, reveling in the heartbreak she caused. Rarely did anyone catch her interest, but on the rare occasion a woman did, she’d channel her allure into seduction, though even that was an anomaly.

While soaring through the night sky, her large, shadowy wings cutting through the air, Seraphine's gaze landed on a striking woman below. The woman’s appearance drew her in immediately: a white corset top with delicate lace, paired with a black ruffled mini skirt, black thigh-high socks, and bold platform shoes. The edgy, gothic look screamed confidence. Her tall, slender figure was crowned by a messy brunette bun, her hazel eyes framed by smudged eyeshadow that only added to her dark allure.

Intrigued, Seraphine gracefully descended, her boots touching the ground as she approached the woman with a predatory confidence. "Well, hello there, gorgeous," she purred, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, her eyes flickering with dark intent.

Mavis glanced over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of a stunning figure approaching her. It didn’t take long for her to realize who — or rather what — she was facing: a Cupid, though clearly a dark one, with an air of danger clinging to her like a second skin. But instead of fear, Mavis felt only fascination, captivated by the allure and mystery of the being before her. 

"Oh, hello!" she replied, her voice bright and untroubled, her hazel eyes gleaming with curiosity. There was no hesitation, only admiration for the dark beauty standing before her.

"You seem to have quite the unique taste," Seraphine complimented, stepping closer and allowing her wings to unfurl slightly, casting a dramatic shadow on the ground.

Mavis’ eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she didn't recoil. Instead, she gazed at Seraphine with a mixture of curiosity and admiration. "Unique taste? I suppose that's one way to put it,”

"Mmm, I'm more than just a fan of uniqueness," Seraphine admitted, her voice dropping to a whisper as her fingers traced the outline of the heartbreak tattoo on her chest.

Mavis' eyes flicked to the tattoo, then back to Seraphine's face, her expression open and interested. "Heartbreak seems to be a common theme among your kind," she observed softly, her tone gentle rather than judgmental. "Is that what draws you to me, then?”

"Indeed, but it's not just heartbreak that intrigues me," Seraphine replied, her voice husky with desire as she leaned in, her wings rustling softly behind her. "There's something about your darkness that calls to my own," she murmured, her breath warm against Mavis' ear.

Mavis shivered, her eyes fluttering closed briefly. When she opened them again, they met Seraphine's gaze, filled with a new intensity. "My darkness, hm?" she whispered back, leaning in slightly, bridging the gap between them. "And what does your darkness want with mine?”

"To dance together in a symphony of shadows," Seraphine breathed, her hand reaching out to gently cup Mavis' cheek. "Perhaps I can show you a world where heartbreak isn't a curse, but a beautiful release," she suggested, her thumb tracing Mavis' cheekbone as her lips curved upwards in a tantalizing smile.

Mavis' heart races at Seraphine's words, her soul resonating with the promise of a world where heartbreak could be beautiful. She leaned into Seraphine's touch, her eyes never leaving the captivating smile. "Show me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

"With pleasure," Seraphine replied, her grin turning feral as she moved in closer, ready to ignite the passion within Mavis and make her see the beauty in heartache. Drawing Mavis into a deep, passionate kiss, Seraphine felt the woman's resistance crumble.