He was her only weakness
And she his only sin.
Even if his true love were to witness
Still, his lust, she could only win
She'd have him at the sunset
And he'd own her through the night…
She could tease and please his body,
And he'd make her hurt just right…
And with a fistful of her golden hair too,
He'd expose her fair neck.
Then start a trail of gentle kisses only to
Watch her taste him through his sweat.
As he lets her passion build within
Her hands seek to tease his desire.
For she was not here to quench him.
Intent only to feed that hellfire
So that when she's done and ready,
He'll not be finished yet.
She'll let his lips dance across her body,
Until she can take his breath
In his mercury eyes were lies.
He'd never leave if he could.
Rio knew though, till Okuda dies,
Her Karma always would.
And then the whispers began.
Seen, they had been.
His love could have ran
But her hurt had made her mean.
He called her out as a sick temptress
Apologizing to both his lover's tears.
She'd been more than just his mistress,
Keeping with their fears.
A warrior, an alchemist and a general
Bound to their own sweet demise.
Sooner or later there'd be a funeral,
In any assassin's eyes.
Their friends, those they couldn't fool
Stayed clear of the three.
Knowing the end could only be so cruel
And none would walk free.
So Karma sharpened his blade
Rio loaded her gun
Poisons, Okuda made
Each entirely sure they'd already won.
For love was a flaw
And all assassins, by trade, knew
That the ice in a killer's heart wont thaw
For the affections of a few.