Standing next to you makes me horny. The way you move your head gently when you speak . . . your clear eyes . . . your deep voice . . . your smell. Fuck, why do you smell so damn good? I want to coil around you like a python. My smooth body winding around you, you can feel my flesh quiver under my skin as I constrict, tighter and tighter, til you feel your bones creak. I want to consume every part of you. There’s no way you want me as much as I want you. But I can’t tell. And I loathe you for that. There are so few people I meet that are completely unreadable to me . . . but it only makes me want to tear you open all the more. I want to drool all over you. I practically do already. I want to lick you everywhere. I’d start with the gentle slope of your Nordic nose, your small lips, tracing the cleft of your chest all the way down to . . . Ah fuck. I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you.
You’re lost in the woods. You stop to rest in front of a cool inlet, your thick scent pouring off of you as you peel off your clothes. You don’t notice the dark spot breaking the surface of the crystalline water . . . the spot growing into jet-black hair, hair cascading into skin of painted porcelain. By the time you see me it’s already too late. Awe-struck, you put your hands on me desperately. The rough hand melts into my soft thigh, moving gently around me. You’re not a man anymore. You’re the naiad’s slave.
[(naiad)](https://imgur.com/a/Lp8HNjq)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9cn2lf/freddy