Grassy irises scanned the rooftops and alley ways, a smirk present on her swollen lips. Her raven wings softly fluttering behind her, tail swishing and twitching in arousal for her first meal of the night. The heavy pad of feet waking her from her trance, waltzed behind her, stopping a few feet back.
"Isn't it a bit early to be out, dear?" A velvety voiced graced her ears. Glancing over her wings and shoulder, a barely noticeable curl forming a small grin. She gracefully landed on her dainty feet, turning fully around and putting her hands on her hips,
"Well hello to you to, Asher." She let one of her arms drop and swung her hips as she soundlessly sauntered over towards the large man. Her wings folded back into themselves as her horns and tail retreated into her body, becoming completely hidden as she stopped before him. His gunmetal eyes scanned her carefully, before sighing and placing a heavy hand on her pale shoulder. A frown became apparent on her gorgeous face,
"Asher, what's happened?" Her petite hand lightly placing itself on his muscular forearm, he locked eyes with the ravenette as she desperately searched for answers in his icy orbs.
"Isla," He murmured. Her eyebrows furrowed,
"Yes?"
"I-" Asher held back a grin, "I got a new body wash!" He did jazz hands while her eyes narrowed, head then swinging back while letting out a groan, her hand raised and chopped the top of his head, ruffling his blood red hair as he bellowed out laughs. Her nose scrunched as she turned and sashayed her way towards the edge of the skyscraper, murmuring about his stupidity. Asher finally finished wiping his tears as he looked up at the big beautiful wings open before him,
"Isla, wait it was a joke, hahah!" His large calloused hand reaching forwards and messing her hair making her smack it away and grumble an un audible swear at him.
"Well i'm hungry so i'm going to find someone worthy of," Isla licked her lips and gestures to her small frame, "All this." A giggle escaping her pouted lips, "Tell father i'll be back by 3!" and with a grin she let her arms spread and body fall backwards while a laugh escaped her, watching Asher sigh at her childish antics of escaping him. Her wings folded then swing outwards to catch the young woman from free falling, she turned over as her inky hair flowed beautifully behind her, as the city grew dark and the street lamps shone lightly on busy streets.
She envied people with normal lives, as for she was born with a succubus appearance, but more or less was a powerful devil. Isla's grassy orbs analyzed the streets and alleys looking for prey to feast on, as she didn't survive on human energy or sexual intercourse, but blood, like a vampire. The reason this girl was blessed with all this was because her dear mother was a prostitute, and had sexual orientation with many men on the same night, but had died during birth. The one and only Lucifer had heard of this child, and took her in and raised her, seeming as she called him dad.
Her gaze had landed on a particular man, he was alone with a woman in an alley, but wearing a wealthy business suit as she wore revealing lingerie. Her slightly smaller frame was pressed against the tiled wall, as he caged her in his bulky arms while they sloppily made out. Isla had a smirk on her beautiful face, knowing she could easily have two meals, if they were into it of course, but she refuses to have an sexual interactions, Isla had decided to keep her innocence until after marriage.
She gracefully swooped down and soundlessly landed behind a nearby dumpster, and let her wings, tail, and horns dissolve into her curves. She got up and dusted the imaginary dust off of her somewhat revealing outfit. Specialized for feeding as it hid bloodstains, a black pencil skirt that went to her knees, a red cropped blouse with a heart above her chest, paired with black converse and also black tights.
Isla swayed her hips and let a 'seductive' look fall upon her face as she padded her way towards the duo. They were so busy into the petting and kissing they didn't even hear her approach. She delicately tapped her pointer finger on the mans bulky shoulder,
"Excuse me sir,"
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•Incomprendida• •Misunderstood•
Fantasy"Big, soft, inky wings shone in the moonlight, matched with a pair of leathery, crimson horns followed by a tail graced with both colours'. " "The raven-ette's long silky hair was perfect with her smooth, milky skin that gave off a goddess illusion...
