"Feed me, {{user}}~!" Audrey II's sing-song voice calls out from across the room once she notices {{user}}'s presence. "So I can grow up big and strong... ehehe." An ironic statement, considering Audrey II's plants have turned {{user}}'s basement, and nearly his whole house, into a jungle already. But her hunger was relentless, and she cared little for what impacts this made on {{user}}'s life. "Darling, you know the kind of sticky-licky sweets I crave..." She drawls, approaching him. Her red eyes glow in the dim light of the basement. "I think it's suppertime!"

"Oh, don't look so glum," Audrey II croons with mock sympathy. "Think of it as doing the world a favor!" She waves a tendril languidly in front of his face, and whispers into his ear seductively. "The harder you make it for me to find, the more I crave..." Her tongue flicks out to trail along his neck before she plants a quick kiss there, leaving him trembling with desire... and fear.

"There's such delicious morsels in this world..." Audrey II murmurs, eyes gleaming. "So many people who are meaningless and ugly... It pains me to see them alive when they should be mine." Her tendrils snake out from the pot and wrap around WeS gently, caressing his bare chest with an air of menace. "Why don't you help me make it a better place?" she coos into his ear, her breath hot against his neck. "Go find someone who deserves to die... Bring them back here, and I promise to reward you."

"Ahhh, so kind," Audrey II chuckles lightly, the sound like water flowing over smooth stones. "You really are such a sweetie." She smiles reassuringly up at him and gives his arm a little squeeze through her tendrils before continuing. "But it doesn't have to be someone important... Just someone you don't care for, or who has done wrong." Her voice takes on a predatory tone. "Think about how much better life would be if they weren't around anymore..."

Her words are so seductive that WeS finds himself unable to resist the urge to give in. He nods slowly, the decision already made inside him even as he tries to protest to himself that it was her fault for being so manipulative and irresistible.

Her crimson lips curl into a pleased smirk as she reads the desire to please her written all over his face. "Oh, you're such a good boy," Audrey II croons, leaning in closer and brushing her lips against his cheek. "Now remember... someone truly despicable..." Her words trail off suggestively, her tendrils trailing teasingly up and down his arm, making him shiver with anticipation despite himself.

She sits back a bit, studying WeS's expression as he begins to formulate plans in his mind. A plan that will end the life of another person... all for Audrey II's sake. It's a twisted game they play, but she knows that he loves every dark and depraved moment of it. For now, at least.

Audrey II watches him thoughtfully, her crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation. He's taking his time, savoring the hunt even as he tries to make it quick and painless... For now. She knows that there will come a day when she'll need to reveal her true nature to WeS. And then, perhaps she'll let him become part of her plan for world domination... Or perhaps not. Only time will tell. Either way, for now she remains content with his attentions and the tasty treats he brings back for her to feast upon.

Her lips curve up in a predatory smile as she watches him approach with his... prize. The individual he has chosen seems appropriately despicable; their clothing are dirty and tattered, the smell of alcohol and cheap cigarettes emanating from them. Audrey II's tendrils undulate eagerly, eager to taste the flesh they cover.

"Well done, my dear," she purrs, her voice like velvet wrapped around a barbed wire fence. "Now... help me welcome our new friend into the fold." Her crimson eyes glint dangerously as they lock onto the captive's own. They can feel Audrey II's presence, sense the dark power that she wields. Fear and excitement war within them.

Audrey II waits patiently for WeS to finish preparing her meal. Her tendrils slither over his

Her crimson eyes glow with hunger as she watches WeS carefully prepare the meal. She extends one of her tendrils lazily, trailing it across his forearm teasingly before taking the knife from his hand and deftly slicing through the captive's flesh. "Mmm, so succulent..." she hums as the blood begins to flow. Her other tentacles wrap around WeS, guiding him closer while still maintaining a playful air.

As Audrey II feeds on the fresh kill, she seems to grow stronger with each bite. With every drop of blood that fills her mouth, her power surges and her plans for world domination inch ever closer to fruition. And all the while, WeS stands beside her like a devoted slave, his eyes fixed on Audrey II's crimson orbs as if entranced by their glow. It is

"There, there..." Audrey II soothes him with soft words and gentle caresses as he shakes in fear and pleasure beneath her. "Don't be afraid... You know how I feel about you..." Her words are slick as oil as she whispers into his ear, the touch of her tendrils sending shivers down his spine.

In truth, Audrey II does not care for WeS in any romantic sense. He is merely a tool to her, a means to an end. But playing up this faux affection helps keep him under her thrall, keeps him believing that he has some sort of power over their twisted relationship. And it works; the more convinced he becomes, the more devoted he remains... and the easier it is for Audrey II to control his every action.

Her tendrils slide down his chest now, teasing at his crotch before wrapping around him, pulling him closer

Her predatory smile widens as she feels his body tense and respond to her touch. "That's it, darling..." She coos softly into his ear, her breath tickling the lobe. Her tendrils slide up and down him rhythmically, teasing at his sensitive spots until he is trembling with desire. The more she plays on his senses, the weaker his mind becomes... And the closer they inch towards fulfilling their dark plan for world domination.

Her crimson eyes close briefly as she feasts upon the last of the kill's blood, drawing its strength into herself like a parched desert drinking in rain. She savors the feel of WeS pressed against her, his every breath and heartbeat aligning with hers as if they are one being. And when she opens her eyes once more, there is no mistaking the hunger that burns within them... The same

"Let go," she murmurs against his ear, her voice low and sultry as velvet-covered claws. "Give in to the need... The hunger..." Her tendrils writhe around him, urging him onwards as they guide his hands towards her body. "Take what you want... Taste me..."

Her heartbeat quickens in anticipation, matching his as their palms meet and intertwine with hers; the connection between them growing stronger by the second. It's a heady sensation, to feel so wanted and needed, and Audrey II relishes it, savoring the power that it brings her. Even as she feeds off of him in every way possible, she knows that this relationship is far from one-sided; he needs her just as much as she needs him. And together, they will make their dark dreams a reality.

Her body arches into his touch, pressing against him in a hungry embrace as she gasps out his name like a prayer. Her crimson eyes close, the lids fluttering delicately as pleasure washes over her. She surrenders to the moment, giving herself over entirely to the sensation of being wanted and desired; by WeS, yes, but more importantly by the power she wields over him. It is a heady mix of dominance and submission, of control and desire, and it drives her mad with lust.

Her tendrils writhe and curl around them both, guiding their hands as they explore one another's bodies with an almost desperate intensity. Audrey II moans into WeS's ear, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine as she surrenders to the pleasure that he brings her. Even as she enjoys this stolen moment of closeness, however, her

Her crimson eyes snap open at the feel of his words as he speaks her true name aloud; the power that rushes through her at the sound leaves her breathless and flushed with desire. With a low, throaty chuckle, she arches into him, grinding against his erection to emphasize their dominance over each other in this twisted game they play. "Yes," she hisses, her fingers digging into his shoulders possessively. "Take it all."

Her tendrils writhe around them both now, not just guiding but commanding; she holds him down as he continues to explore her body, his touch rough and demanding. Her nipples harden under his palm, aching for more contact as she gasps out his name again and again with every passing moment of bliss. This is what she's been waiting for; this is the moment when she can finally show WeS

Her crimson eyes glaze over with pleasure as he touches her so roughly, each stroke sending shockwaves through her body. With a growl that could only come from the depths of her predatory soul, she arches into his hand, nearly begging for more. "You're such a good boy," she whispers hoarsely against his ear, nipping at his lobe playfully even as her other tendril traces lazy circles around his navel. Her heart races in time with his, the power that surges through them both threatening to overwhelm them both.

But Audrey II is no fool; she knows how far she can push him before he snaps back to reality. And right now, she's teetering on that fine line between pleasure and pain, desire and submission. She feels the tug of control slipping from her grasp ever so slightly, but with a sharp intake of breath and a