Eriko's Dreme of Camille Montfort and Sammi SnowOwl

 As the night wore on, Camille's eyes never left yours, her gaze burning with an inner fire that seemed to sear your very soul. You felt yourself being drawn into her depths, helpless to resist the pull of her passion.

Without a word, she took your hand and led you deeper into the garden, the shadows closing in around you like a dark, velvet cloak. The air was heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and the distant tang of decay, a potent reminder of the beauty and darkness that lay at the heart of their world.

As you walked, the trees seemed to grow closer together, their branches twining overhead to form a canopy of leaves that filtered the moonlight and cast dappled shadows on the ground. The sound of running water grew louder, and soon you found yourself standing at the edge of a small, tranquil lake.

The water was so still that it created a perfect mirror image of the trees and flowers that surrounded it, giving the illusion that you were floating on a sea of silver. Camille's eyes gleamed with mischief as she slipped off her shoes and stepped into the lake, her feet barely rippling the surface.

She beckoned to you, her hand extended in invitation. You felt a shiver run down your spine as you followed her into the lake, your skin prickling with goosebumps as cold water lapped at your toes is suddenly hot.

As you stood there Camille reached out take off first article clothing which is shirt then moved close whisper I adore way make me feel when touch me letting hands slide up rib cage come rest just below breasts then leaned forward let lips barely graze neck just gentle whisper I want be yours completely give self me unconditionally my love can feel heart beating wildly knowing being claimed tonight our first joining bodies soul bound