Death's Obsession

by Avina St. Graves

To the girls who think that the grim reaper will fuck like a god.

I wonder what you taste like, my dark storm. Your whimpers are like a symphony of angels. What will your screams sound like? Lilith, my night monster, my perfect other, soon, you will be all mine.

Death comes in shadows in the light; it does not need to wait for the dark. For him, I will come as a hurricane.

“You cannot run from me, because I will catch you. You cannot hide from me, because I will find you. I have smelt your scent, let it linger on my skin, you are imprinted in my memory. You are mine, Lilith. There is nothing you can do to escape me.”

But if you ask me of my Lilith? I will tell you that she is everything. Every gust of wind, every fallen leaf, each drop of rain.”

I bring it closer and inhale deeply. It smells like a forest in the morning when dew still dots the leaves and the mist still swirls around your legs. But it also smells like the ocean breeze at night, freeing, yet cloying, from the unknown that lies within the darkness.

You will bloom, my sad flower. You already have the earth; I will bring you the sun.

“You look beautiful in your bed. But you are utterly breathtaking in mine.”

“When my dark storm summons me with the promise of letting me taste her, I come.”

“I have longed for the taste of you, and now that I have it, I will never know another. When I fuck you, there won’t be any candles. It won’t be in a dream. When I claim you, it will be on my terms. But it will not be tonight.”

The fates have not yet called upon his soul. I decided that he lost it the second he laid his eyes on you.

I’m too delirious to do anything but comply, flicking my tongue out and licking myself clean off his fingers. Then I notice a gold band around his finger, the same

thickness and inscription as the one he’s given me, even wearing it on the same finger. “You are mine, Lilith. You belong to me.”

“I know how much you loved having an extra pair of hands worship you. How would you feel with an extra cock to fuck you with?”

Seeing as you have been telling me about your day, I shall tell you about mine. Today I watched the most otherworldly soul smile as she gazed upon a flower. Though my heart is greedy because I only want her to smile for me.

“You, my love, are like a storm, drowning the land with sorrow, shattering ships with your broken waves. Still, you look into the eye of the storm and see nothing

but beauty.” He pulls my head to the side and dips down so his lips are against my ear. “Let me drown in your ocean and feel your rage. Let me feel your waves crash against my skin, pulling me deeper into your depths so you will never be alone again.” His thumb grazes my lip before he claims me completely with a kiss. “You are the sunrise after the storm. The new beginning and the dawn. You, my flower, are beauty personified.”