Switching

Chaos

Straddled over him with a knife raised high overhead she glares at him with a sinister look of evil. She brings the knife down quickly and he shuts his eyes tight and he suddenly feels the cold stainless steel on his throat lightly pressing against his flesh. His heart is pounding and she's whispering in his ear in a deep frightening tone. "Are you excited yet?" He opens his eyes and grabs her wrist and turns the blade toward her. "Do it babe, cut me! Cut me good," she says in his ear while the knife is at her neck.

He hesitates and then he starts laughing hysterically. He drops the knife and pushes her back on the bed off of him and starts to tickle her. She's gone from intense to a puddle of jelly under his fingers giggling like a baby.

"You had me convinced there for a minute," he says with relief. She looks at him quizzically and asks, "What are you talking about Dylan?" He stares at her and confusion overcomes his face. Then he smiles and blurts out, "Haha funny one!" She looks at his adorable face and says, "Oh the game again?" She sits up and hugs him around the neck and says sweetly, "Kiss me Dylan." And he does.