My little light..

We’ve had the pleasure of a brief introduction. You have heard of me, but you do not know me. Not yet.

I am Ashur.

I have watched you and your hunter. The way he circles you, it is almost endearing.

I have stood far enough ahead in time to know that I will grow familiar to you. Perhaps even dear, but that is entirely up to you. So I will state my intentions, before fate begins making decisions on our behalf.

You are not meant to be kept.

You belong to no one.

But I could be yours, if you wished it so, little light.

And I suspect you want more than pretty words from me.

I have seen what you read. Temptation. Passion. Danger. Lives that frighten you, precisely because some part of you wishes to live them.

I understand that better than most.

I am no stranger to reading lives I wish I could live.

To chase you through the woods. To pin you against a tree and fuck you until the stars above us blur into something meaningless. To play with you until you cum around my cock, then lower myself between your thighs and taste every bit of the mess you made for me.

Even imagining it has made my body considerably less subtle than I would prefer.

But do not mistake me for gentle.

There is no wounded creature beneath the monster, desperate to be loved correctly.

You may have your hunter.

You may have me as well.

Why choose?

But understand the difference between us.

He intends to keep you, I intend to free you.