It was supposed to be just a fun night out—clubbing, dancing, maybe making a few people stare. I showed up in wings and black lace, a gothic angel ready to cause a little holy chaos. Then you found me. Dressed like an Incubus, all charm and dark heat, whispering sinful things in my ear I had no business wanting. But I did. One look, and I knew—heaven was overrated. So I got on my knees, licked my lips, and let you see just how divine I can be. Ass play, rimjob, handjob, my throat wrecked by your cock while I whispered sweet, depraved things only a fallen angel would say. So yeah... ever had your ass eaten by a gothic archangel? No? Let me fix that.