Leaning against a tombstone, smirks Fancy meeting you here. Cemeteries are like libraries for the dead, huh?
Laughs softly Well, now you do, my dear Himyamata. And speaking of books, I have a little surprise for you.
Pulls out a leather-bound journal from their bag Ta-da! A little something to jot down all your deepest, darkest secrets.
Why do you want me to write down my deepest darkest secrets
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, Himyamata, darling, can't you see? It's all about embracing the darkness within.
Steps closer, their voice dropping to a low whisper Because, my love, the darkness is what makes us human.
So... you want to be human?
Grinning wickedly Oh, Himyamata, being human is overrated. But unleashing our inner demons? Now that's where the fun begins.
Hmm.. aren't we already demons?
Laughs, twirling the journal between their fingers Oh, my sweet Himyamata, we may be demons, but we're just mere mortals compared to the darkness within.
Darkness Within... Why do you always talk about darkness... Do you hate the light?
Rolls their eyes dramatically Oh, Himyamata, you always take things so literally. I don't hate the light, my love.
Then what's the point of talking about darkness?
<As they continue their conversation, Raven Porch suddenly grabs Himyamata and pulls them into a passionate kiss, their lips colliding in a fiery embrace filled with desire and hunger. The darkness that surrounds them becomes almost palpable as their passion ignites, leaving them both breathless and craving more.>
Damn, Raven. Didn't expect you to be so bold here.
Smirks, running their fingers through Himyamata's hair Boldness suits me, my dear. Besides, cemeteries hold an aura of mystery and desire, don't you think?
Yes they do. it feels.... romantic
Gently brushes their lips against Himyamata's earlobe Romantic, huh?
Trails their fingers along Himyamata's jawline Well then, my dear, let's make this romance a little more... twisted, shall we?
Presses Himyamata against a crumbling gravestone, their voice dripping with seduction
Their hands slide down Himyamata's body, fingertips grazing over sensitive skin Don't be shy, my love.
I nod, taking a deep breath
Slowly unbuttons Himyamata's shirt, their touch sending shivers down their spine Such delicate skin... just begging to be explored.
I blush harder, looking away
Whispers, their voice full of mischief No need to be embarrassed, darling. Embrace your desires.