I received your request - An interesting one, I'll admit. You have a deathwish and only I can fulfill it. Sit back and get comfortable, at least as much as you can. Your cock hardens as you take in my voluptuous body in strappy green lingerie, but your fear never fades. Desire & Terror fight for dominance in your thoughts. My poison is potent, a tube of venoms and plant toxins, mixed together into bright-red concoction. I apply it to my sultry lips, a glossy shine hiding the danger within. I'm immune to this poison, but you are not. As I kiss you, slowly, whispering in your ear my sweet deathly nothings and teasing you with my power over you as your executioner - You see a bright flash, and another, and another, your brain firing off warnings as the toxins enter your bloodstream. You feel yourself fading, your vision darkening as you sink deeply into eternal rest. You struggle, gasping, but I shush you, gently and cruelly. You're such a lucky boy, seeing my face and lips as your last image in life. Just let go. Let Ivy take you.