Fungal Halo

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Venom dripping from her fangs into my eager mouth. I hunger for it, but it does not fill me; it empties me. I am devoured from the inside, and all I can do is crave more.

The venom keeps me in a blissful haze as she touches me with possessive hands, holds me, and moves my body in ways that suit her desires. I cannot object. Her touch is as addicting as venom.

The minutes turn to hours turn to days in a warm and fuzzy blur I do not care to notice.