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This chapter contains smut, folks ;)

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Cold Sweat by Tinashe

CHRIS

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked her once more as we walked through the door to my room.

"We are in deep fucking shit, you know that, right?" I said. She stayed silent. "Bex."

"I'm sorry. I didn't want things to get out of hand. I knew that with the mental state we are both at, things won't be easy," she responded.

I sighed. The room was dark, and the only thing shining light was the lamp on the nightstand.

"Do you really think we are going to have to kill more people?" She asked. "Yes!" I yelled, causing her to jump slightly. "That's the only way. You know me. You know us. We are fucking psychotic killers. Killing is in my blood, I can't fucking live without it."

She stared deep in my eyes, and for the first time, she understood. She wasn't as crazy as me yet, but she was beginning to understand each day. Our love hypnotized each other, and there was no normal sides to us anymore. "He doesn't stand a chance against us," I added.

"We're going to win. I know it," she said. I smiled, glad that she was finally understand my way. The way it's always been, ever since my dad drove me crazy. Ever since I killed my family, it's like I was hooked on a drug, and there was no quitting it.

"I love you so fucking much," she mumbled. She didn't give me a chance to react before grabbing my shoulders and pinning me to the wall, holding my hands above my head.

"Oh, so we're wrestling now?" I asked in a seductive voice. "Maybe," she replied, pressing her lips to mine roughly. She let go of my hands, and they immediately went to her hair.

She continued to passionately kiss me as she ran her hands up and down my body. "Jump," she groaned in between kisses.

I did as she told, and she held me in place and carried me to the bed. She wasn't careful with me, and I loved it.

The way her lips moved against mine made my stomach flip and my mind go places. She hovered above me, giving me shivers as her hands rested on my bare skin.

She slipped her tongue across my lips, and I could tell she was just begging for me to accept. I parted my lips slightly, and she pushed her tongue in my mouth.

Her hands were comforting, I felt safe in them. I could tell that she was stronger than me, and just the thought turned me on. I moaned between kisses when she ran her hand down to my jeans, creating friction.

She kissed down my jawline, leaving wet kisses down my neck. I began breathing heavily as she nibbled my ear. She placed small kisses down to my chest, looking up at me after each one. She stopped for a moment, grabbing at the hem of my shirt.

I knew what she wanted, and so I leaned up and took my shirt off, all while kissing her lips. She resumed kissing down my stomach, causing me to slightly arch my back.