LILY
She’s torn between literally pouncing on the man and trying to rip his clothes off, and doing her sexy walk out of the shadows. As he swings his door open, she is utterly unconcerned that there is nothing sexy about her right now. Pure lust radiates off her otherwise… not so clean body, one that is potentially covered in dried blood (from either deer or man, who’s to say?), sweat, and mud. One of the downsides to being blighted is the lack of concern for personal hygiene. Ultimately, she settles on a strut, a hungry, wanton expression on her face as she comes out of the shadows towards him. “Luuuuc,” she purrs, drawing his name out as if it were a sensual stroke down her bare back. Barefoot and as white as the moon (sickishly so), Lily is more succubus than human tonight.
don't know if you love me or you want me dead
the way you're looking through my eyes
Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive
