Taking Advantage

As her words drift across your ears and her mock innocent expression sends a shiver down your spine, you're struck again by just how gorgeous she is, especially in the dim red light of the exhibit. Her eyes are such a striking, deep green, unusually bright against her dark skin. Her long hair drifts in loose black waves down her shoulders and onto her chest.

You'd been too distracted until now to notice her outfit: a pencil skirt with long striped socks underneath, medium length black leather boots with just a bit of a heel. The blouse she is wearing is a simple button up, but fits her form perfectly, and is tucked neatly into her skirt, allowing you to trace the soft curves of her body with your gaze.

"The look your giving me feels like a yes." she says, somewhat more seriously. "Your seduction technique could use some refinement. I'm used to doing most of the work, but this has been a bit rough. You seemed a lot more charming the other night. Is there something I should know?"

With her safely locked into the table, you decide to drop the facade.

"I know what you are." you say with more confidence than you've felt all night.

Kavita's expression doesn't change, she just waits in silence.

"I know that you're succubus, or a Yakshini, or whatever you want to call yourself, and I know your weakness."

"My weakness?" she laughs, and her expression changes to one of dark amusement.

"Yes," you go on, "I may not actually be able to pull this off, but I know what needs to be done. Perhaps you haven't noticed yet, look around you. There is a ritual circle carved carefully into the floor surrounding us."

Kavita's eyes travel around the floor, her smile fading slightly, but only for a moment.

"Very cute. Too bad you've used the wrong symbols. Did you find these in a comic book?" she says, laughing and smiling.

You ignore her. She's probably lying. Probably.

"This must be so easy for you, most of the time." you muse, not meeting her gaze.

She smirks. "Well, if you say so. But let me tell you, not every man falls for my charms so easily. Some of them put up quite a fight."

A mischievous smile appears on her lips. "And some of them don't resist at all once they see how beautiful and irresistible I am."

She pouts playfully. "Are you going to be one of those men who just gives in to his desires? Or are you going to keep struggling against fate?"