Collection: Thrist Trap - LUST

“Drink deep. Choke sweetly.” A chalice brims with blood-red punch — cherry, pineapple, and orange swirling like a funeral toast. The sweetness tempts, the tangy bite hooks, and before long you’re kissing the rim of the blade. Lust doesn’t ask permission. It lures you closer, drips down your throat, and leaves you gasping for more. Sin never tasted this good.