The Hunt

The following is a submission for Aisling Weaver's #FuckMeFriday prompt for May 27, 2011. To read more submissions, click [here]

She stands in my cross-hairs,
Innocent and naive,
Scarcely more than a fawn,
Unaware of the hunt...

The trap is set,
Time to pull the trigger,
Move in for the kill,
Another trophy for the wall.

My cock twitches at her gasp,
A blood tipped arrow shot deep;
My smile spreads wide,
Virgins are my favorite game.