I'm In Love With a Killer ~ Sonadow

Chapter 17 |A Smiling Face Is A Beautiful Face| Part 3

|Normal.POV|

As soon as the two had arrived home, Sonic pulled off his scarf with ease and threw it aside. They both took off their winter coats and their shoes. They never turned on the lights when they got to the house, but they could still see the moonlight coming from the windows and the lights from the neighboring houses.

Sonic immediately walks into the kitchen and leans over the counter.

"I'm sorry for being so bad out there," Sonic said while grabbing a knife from the sink.

Shadow walked up to Sonic, wanting to hold him, showing that he forgave him. But before he could even get close to him, Sonic clawed at his face and hissed at him. "Don't Touch Me! ", Sonic shouted. Shadow touched his face and felt a little blood dripping down. "I'm not your teddy bear or your wife," Sonic said as he gave off low growls.

Shadow got up and slapped the knife out of Sonic's hand. Sonic gasped at the sudden action and slapped Shadow again. "You always ruin the fun. " Sonic mumbled.

"And you act too much like a brat who has a tantrum whenever you don't get what you want", Shadow growled. "You chose to love me... And now you have to take care of me" Sonic said in a childish and cocky tone.

"I'd rather just slaughter you right here and put you out of your misery already," Shadow said. "You'd miss me if you killed me" Sonic teased, grabbing Shadow's cheek and kissing him. Shadow bit on Sonic's lip making him cry and whimper from the pain. The blood coming from Sonic's lip was mixing up with his saliva and he spit on Shadow again. Shadow responded by harshly hitting Sonic making him fall to the floor. Shadow kicked him down, making Sonic's body roll across the floor. Shadow turned to walk away and leave him there, but Sonic grabbed a hold of his leg and pulled him down to the floor as well. "If I go down then you certainly will go down with me" Sonic playfully said as he pinned Shadow down to the floor.

|Sonic's.POV|

He was growling and squirming around trying to break free. But I wasn't gonna let him do so, I decided that I wanted to play with him for a little while.

"What's the difference between you and me? " I asked him. He didn't respond with any words, he just growled at me like a beast. But damn it was making me hot when I saw him struggling under me. His growling just added to the effect and I almost couldn't think.

"You're not smiling..." I said. He stopped growling at me and quickly looked up at me with realization in his eyes. He knew exactly what I was thinking and I thought it was just delicious that he was now laying still listening to me.

"You need to smile for me" I said playfully. He gasped when I leaned in closer to him. He gave me an obvious fake grin. I wasn't satisfied and I grabbed my little pocket knife and pressed it against his neck. "Mmm...that's not enough, I need a bigger smile," I said.

This went on for a little while, I told him to keep smiling bigger and wider but it just wasn't enough for me. He did it until he could no longer extend his smile. I slid my knife from his neck to the corner of his mouth.

He started crying in fear and I smirked as I started digging my knife through the skin like a chainsaw. I cut and ripped through his flesh as I carved half a smile that extended his mouth to be even wider. As I did this I could hear the sounds of his veins and flesh being ripped apart like paper. I leaned down and kissed him when I finished the first half of his smile. He was in shock from the intense pain that he passed out from it.

I licked the blood off his lips which in turn tasted so bitter but came with a sweet aftertaste, like if I was drinking lemonade. He tasted bitter and sweet just like I thought he would, I loved that about him the most.

I bit my lip and continued to carve the second half of his smile, again ripping through flesh and feeling squirts and strains of blood flying to my face and hands. I licked that off and carved until I finished the smile on his face.

I stood over and looked at his smile, it was much wider than mine for sure, it took over a majority of his face and it sure made him look like he had an enormous mouth.

Now it was time for the final part of his smile. I stood up and walked to the bedroom where he kept the thread and needle.

And just like he had done to me, I started doing it to him. I may not remember what had happened but it was time for him to feel the humiliation of having to wear a scarf around his face every time he went outside.

I wasn't the best at this but I stitched the carvings I made shut, which in return released more blood from his face. I had to keep tilting his head down and release the blood from his mouth so he wouldn't choke. There were way too many close calls when I heard him gagging and almost suffocating from the amount of blood that he swallowed. It wasn't too bad though, because when I was finished it was all worth it. His stitched smile was all done and I was so proud of it.

I remember pushing the thread and needle a side and cuddling in Shadow's arms...

His cold and bloody arms...

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