the devils work

six

venom dripped off her
lips. blood on her fangs.

below her was her lover.
shallow breaths hitched
out of his mouths and a
quiet "i loved you. i trusted
you" crept out from his lips.

those were his final words.

the venomous girl looked at
him, and for the first time she
looked happy to be with him.

the blood on her lips, the
flesh on her teeth made
her feel something for
the first time in her life.

she didn't love him, she
loved his skin and the way
it felt in between her teeth.

she loved the way his
dead body looked, laying
inanimate on the bed where
they once made love in his eyes
and fucked in hers.

she didn't regret one thing
as she went to her master
with the mans soul and was
rewarded with another man.

one that was bigger, better.