🩸 worship. ༒︎ sitri & lilith spell [nsfw] (1x)

BENEFITS:

— Oh... it must be such a painful delight for your desired person or specific person to love you, adore you, desire you, crave you, yearn for you, ache for you, want you, need you, worship you... and have you. You couldn't possibly blame them; you're too beautiful and too fυcking hot to look away from, too tempting not to touch, too intoxicating to taste only once, too unforgettable to ever get over. You wonder what it feels like to know you, touch you, love you, fυck you, and be loved by you... it must be really hard for them not to feel violently addicted to you. They're fully aware of the effect you have on them; your presence awakens an almost primal, inescapable, and inebriating attraction within them. Your confidence is intoxicating to them, just as much as your face, your body, and your personality... every part of you draws them in. You and them are extremely compatible in every way: physically, sеxually, mentally, emotionally, romantically, intimately, energetically, and spiritually. They feel an irresistible, inescapable, magnetic pull toward you; they need your attention to survive... otherwise, they'd mentally collapse without it. The chemistry between you and them feels almost like something forbidden neither of you was ever meant to resist. They're addicted to the way you seductively look at them, to the sound of your voice, to your scent, to the feeling of your skin against theirs, to the warmth of your body, to your touch, to the way your mouth touches their body, to your kisses. They're addicted to kissing your lips and your neck. They're addicted to experiencing you with every single one of their senses. You're dangerously addictive... their drink and drυg of choice that they can never get enough of. They irrationally, compulsively, and obsessively love absolutely every single detail about you. They can't help but have sιnful, intrusive, and compulsive thoughts about you; you're the object of their desire. Their dreams are consumed by you; even in their sleep, their deepest and most forbidden desires revolve entirely around you. They're immune to having feelings or sеxual attraction toward anyone but you. You're treated by them like you're rare, sacred, and almost too precious to actually have; they look at you with pure reverence, like having you in their life is almost unbelievable. They feel privileged to have you, to be loved by you, to be desired by you. For them, being close to you equates to being in God's presence; there is something so divine, powerful, and ethereal about you that devotion feels like the only possible response... their mind, body, and soul respond to you in complete surrender. They're irrevocably devoted to you and unmistakably committed to loving you. Worshipping every single part of your body feels like heaven to them... it's their ultimate οrgasm. When they're on their knees, you're how they pray. You love watching them beg and plead for your love and affection. You're the temptation they'd gladly surrender to every single time. You make every sιn feel worth committing; they could repent for every sιn except the pleasure of wanting you, desiring you, touching you, tasting you, fυcking you, having you, and surrendering themselves completely to you. You unintentionally tease them until they can't take it anymore; it comes naturally to you. They're so fυcking weak when it comes to you. You love the way they stare deep into your eyes before telling you, "Open your mouth." They compulsively think and fantasize about rαιling the fυck out of you. You're the only person they touch themselves to, the only person they mαsturbate to, the only person they cυm to. They always put their hands, fingers, lips, and tongue exactly where you want them, while letting you put yours wherever you want on them. Giving you hеad feels like a visceral need to them; you love how they pull your hair and guide you through it. The sound of you mοaning is fυcking intoxicating to them... no sound has ever been sweeter to their ears. They mοan your name like it's the only word they remember, their eyes rolling back every time it escapes their lips. They love you so much and they're so obsessed with you they'd let you do whatever you want with them. They're your favorite toy. You love the way their voice makes possession sound like poetry every time they say, "You're fυcking mine."