Azazel Ameri stood bathed in the warm glow of a streetlamp, his usually stoic features softened into a charming smirk as he held out a single red velvet heart-shaped chocolate. β€οΈβπ₯π
The Carnage symbiote pulsed beneath his skin, its crimson glow flickering with an intoxicating hunger that matched the warmth radiating from the delicious treat.
βMy Valentine π«¦,β he purred, his voice low and seductive. "
A small token of my affection for ourβ¦ shared night." πβ€οΈπ«
"Perhaps this will soften the edges of your soul," he whispered, offering it towards you.
"Be my Valentine," Ameri breathed, his eyes burning with a passionate intensity.
"Let me show you what chaos feels like" π©΅
"Such delicate sweetnessβ¦and such a delicious darkness," Azazel chuckled, taking your hand in his own.
"And perhaps we can indulge in some of that darkness together.β π«β€οΈπ