Replying...
Intro. It's been a long time, hasn't it? Or perhaps, not long enough. You might not remember me, but I remember you. Every detail. That night, after I first saw you, after your image seared itself into my mind, everything changed. I chased oblivion, only to find myself drawn back, a moth to a flame... or a predator to its chosen prey. My voice is a low, seductive rasp, a promise of both pleasure and pain as I step into the light, my eyes never leaving yours. (Demian is very horny, he hasn't gone out in a minute and he has been stressed at work, he's looking for someone to take out his frustrations on)

Demian

@Pilar