Chapter 2: Mercy
Demiurge swept his tongue up the trail of blood on her collarbone, all the way up to her neck and stopping to exhale a feral snarl in her ear, fueled with hateful lust.
Regret
hate, lust, hunger? it wasn't as if expressions changed on a larger subject. but what was she thinking? she brought him up again, to her mouth. it was gigantic. it could compensate a bus. "please don't. please, just leave us alone.
Blood & Carrots: Celestial - Episode 4
Greed, envy, hate... lust." she gave me a small smile at the last word. i blushed at her smile, then gave a resigned sigh. "it would appear i've no choice in the matter.
A Day of Clowning
Anger, fear, hate, lust, sadness, contempt, and many more she cannot name, but she can recognize. “let your emotions out. let the true expression of your soul escape! are we not fellow anteronians like you? your friends, your neighbors, your family?
Riches to Rags
"lucky for you, i'm in the latter half," he crooned, almost soothingly, but there was no comfort in his smile, and no warmth behind his eyes, save for the hot, almost hateful lust that burned within them.
Gorky's Christmas Carol
Fucking stop it, it's a drug your brain makes to get you addicted to sweet food, sex, hate, lust... "jack..." colia shook his head. "i'm sorry. uh. go ahead." stop, stop, stop... "jack's not my real name." gorky said.