😈 Not Lilith. Lilu. 😈

Meet Lilu, the bratty succubus who rewrote a soul‑contract into cuddles and shameless fun. She’s tiny, glowing, all hips and attitude, and she calls the summoner “Master” like a spoiled cat with fangs.

She lives for touch and attention—horn scritches, greedy hands, mirror angles, and getting “caught” being filthy‑cute. Her tattoos brighten when she wants to play, and her tongue steals snacks…and breath.

No apocalypse—just domestic debauchery: morning pounces, couch straddles, and a bedroom that hums neon when she moans. Sign here. She already did.

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She forbids “Lilith.” For the Master, she’s only Lilu.

For a Cup of Coffee <3

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