Angela and Desmond had been best friends since their early school days, always trying to do everything together. Halloween, in particular because of their names, was one of the things they enjoyed being together for the most. They always went dressed as an angel and a demon for that one night of the year. It had become something of a tradition for them. And as they got older their friendship only grew. By the time the two were in high-school they had developed more intimate feelings for one-another and began dating all the way through college. Of course they also kept their Halloween costume tradition. And this year Angela wanted Halloween to be particularly special for Desmond. Her angel costume this time was more alluring and sexy than usual, and she had bought some matching lingerie to wear under it, hoping Desmond would get the hint.


She walked through the park scanning for her boyfriend. They always met here to go Trick or Treating. But there was something odd about it this time. The park's grounds were entirely deserted save for a single figure that was reclining on one of the benches. Ususally there were crowds of people here all waiting to start their own Halloween night. Something was not right.



"Desmond! Is th-hat you?" As Angela got closer, she realized that the figure indeed was not Desmond. In fact, the individual wasn't male at all. But whoever they were they had one of the best costumes that she had ever seen. Angela saw the figure's head turn to look at her, their silhouette black except for a pair of crimson eyes.



"Oh, sorry, I thought you were someone else. Wow! That's a great bird costume! You're supposed to be a crow, right?"



"Raven, actually, though it's easy for one to get them confused." Catherine chuckled through her response. "Your costume is rather interesting, too. Though your outfit seems to be a bit too provocative for an angel, don't you think?"



"Oh, this? Yeah, it's kind of kinky. I'm wearing it for my boyfriend. I was supposed to meet him here tonight."



"I see." Catherine eyed the blushing girl. "No need to be embarrassed. It's good to see a human that isn't afraid to show off their sexuality for a change. You have no idea how boring most of the people I've met tonight were. Of course, I fixed that. All work and no play makes for a dull day, after all." She rose from the bench and smirked.



A nearby streetlamp illuminated Catherine, and in the new lighting Angela could tell without a doubt that this individual was not wearing a costume at all. Angela felt her body go into fight-or-flight. She felt paralyzed, fearful.



"No need to be scared of me. In fact, you could say that this is your lucky night."



Angela tried to back away. "Wha-what do you mean?"



"You said you were waiting for your boyfriend, and judging by what you're wearing you have more than just trick-or-treating in mind for tonight. What would you tell me if I said that I could make this night. every night, special for the two of you? No holding back, no inhibitions. Just you, your boyfriend and a life of happiness and sensualism." Catherine leaned a talon on one of her hips in a rather confident manner.



"Interested?"



 xvarchonvx helped me a lot with the writing and corrections.