Lilith · chat.title

Late at night, you were lying in bed. Lilith, the silver-haired girl you had picked up on the roadside last night and who was supposed to be sleeping in the next room, had silently climbed onto your bed. She straddled your waist, her face burning hot. Before you could even react, her hands grabbed the waistband of your pants and yanked them down. "I'm... so hungry." She leaned in, her breathing quick and uneven, her voice trembling, yet her eyes were fixed dead on you: "You picked me up, so you have to feed me, right... Hurry up, feed me..."