(I'll see what I can do - I have a clear set-up, just need to flesh out the killing.)

***

I haven't had much of a history with women, and what history I have isn't a good one.

Every single woman I've been attracted to is either taken, isn't interested in a relationship, or doesn't swing that way.

So when this beauty walks up to me in a bar and starts hitting on ME, it's so too good to be true that I know something's up.

Turns out, I'm right: The girl was being possessed, though the spirit possessing her was also female. Seems the spirit wasn't a ghost, rather some other kind of entity who feeds off the life energy of her hosts - usually through them being killed by someone else.

Part of me was disgusted she went to me for the killing, though I also realized that I could at least get my first time out of the deal. After extracting a promise from her that (A) this wouldn't get me in trouble with the authorities later, (B) she wouldn't possess any of the women in my family in the future, and (C) I'd never run into the spirit again, we rented a room in a Love Hotel in the seedier parts of town for the night.

We spent a couple hours going at it, the spirit teaching me many different ways to get a woman off as she brought me to orgasm after orgasm, before she couldn't wait for her 'food' any longer.

She lay back on the bed, letting me stick my cock in her pussy as I wrapped my hands around her neck, and I began to thrust my cock in and out of her pussy, tightening my grip on her neck with each thrust, cutting off her airflow. Her body instinctively struggled to survive, though she smiled at me all the time, even as her struggles started to weaken and her face turned blue. Though she couldn't speak, I could see her mouth 'thanks for the meal' to me just before her body went limp and I shot my load into the corpse.

I left the hotel that morning, paying a bit extra for a 'cleanup crew' and 'confidentiality agreement' (something told me they were used to catering to the Mafia, which wasn't exactly comforting), and was out of the town by noon. I wanted to leave that little 'adventure' as far behind me as possible...

***

(That work alright, M. A. D.? Also, for the next victim...)

***

This is Fyuria, a Syrium from the continent of Lucrellia, and one of three women competing for the heart of the hero Leonhardt Raglan. When he chose another, Fyuria was heartbroken - she tried to deny it for several months, but couldn't anymore, and has sought you out to end her pain. How do you grant her request?

(Brief note: Any character I personally submit to this thread [such as Cordelia at the start and Fyuria just now] will be somewhat AU so I can give them a legitimate reason for their desire to die.)