$mutty$uicide

tw blood/knives/cnc

"I can't believe you're making me go to this party," Ruby grumbled as we walked towards the door, the music muffled, and the scent of weed somehow managing to drift outside. He messed with the devil horns I made him wear, stopping as I elbowed him.

"You'll have fun, now stop bitching," I rolled my eyes and pulled open the door, forcing him to come inside. Our friend greeted us, pulling me into a hug, careful to not crush the wings I had on, complimenting my outfit of white lace lingerie and a short white skirt.

We made our way into the house, pushing through the sweaty bodies that crowded the entryway. The living room wasn't any less full, but there was one spot left on the couch. He sat down and I followed behind him, taking my seat in his lap.

A blunt was in rotation, Ruby taking a hit before passing it to me, his hand falling down to rest on my thigh. It kept being passed, the conversation going from topic to topic, people popping xans, and people leaving to go get drinks.

As time passed I felt Ruby's hand traveling farther up my thigh, pushing my skirt up as far as he could without making it obvious. I smiled, looking back at him as he continued acting oblivious to what was going on.

I rolled my eyes, two could play this game. I moved slightly, positioning myself where I could feel his half chub, trying my best to keep my movements small, as I slowly moved my hips on top of him, feeling his fingers dig into my thigh.

I could feel his half chub become a whole chub  fuckin rock hard and ready to go I swear to god if he was in porn he wouldn't ever need a fluffer he keeps boners that hard. Anyways that's how fuckin hard as steel he was and let's be real as a woman with sexual needs I couldn't ignore it it awoke some beast deep within me and I needed this man's meat and I needed it right then and there. I craved his seed so I was going to take it , it's like I had a bagel with no cream cheese and I was about to do whatever it takes to get it. So when he pushed back up against me I knew it was fuckin time, and we were gonna fuckin FUCK. I stood up, him following close behind to hopefully hide his boner against me, following me up the stairs and into the nearest vacant room we could find. He threw me down on the bed, a glint in his eyes appearing that I didn't recognize.

"You're such a little fucking tease," he growled, reaching into his boot, pulling out the switch blade he kept in it.

"I'm sorry, daddy," I faked some level of innocence, earning a slap to the cheek.

"Oh shut the fuck up," he rolled his eyes, exposing the blade. "You drag me to this party, and for what? You just want me to fuck you, that's all you ever want," he traced the blade from my lips down to the start of my lace top, "If you act like a whore you get treated like a whore. Is that what you want?"

He didn't wait for my answer, quickly pressing the blade down my sternum, towards my belly button, cutting through my clothes and into my skin. I whimpered, squirming under him, earning another slap, causing my eyes to water.

"Don't cry baby, isn't this what the dumb little whore wants?" he chuckled. I reached my arm up to wipe my eyes feeling him grab it and pin it down. "Did I say you could move?"

I shook my head, letting the tears fall freely. He pulled open my shirt, the white lace stained red, the slit down my abdomen not deep, but still bleeding. The blade slid down below my belly button, towards the hem of my skirt.  He grinned at me, towering over my body.

It sliced through, leaving me exposed under him. I felt a tear run down my face, Ruby using his thumb to wipe it away, a smear of blood taking its place.

"You're so pretty when you cry," his voice was heavy, his lips brushing my ear as he got on top of me, unzipping his jeans.

His hands went around my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the bed so he could thrust into me while he stood, causing me to yelp.

His thrusts were rough, feeling as if he went any harder he could split me in two. He pressed the knife into my shoulder, a smirk growing as the blood dripped down, staining my wings.

He continued to run the blade across my shoulders, chest, stomach, thighs, blood covering my skin as he fucked me. He continued until he was satisfied, putting the knife aside, leaning down to sink his teeth into my neck.

He chuckled as I cried, wrapping his arms under my shoulders to keep me tight against him, my body contradicting all the pain as I felt myself tightening around his cock, moans and whimpers pouring past my lips. He bit harder, his thrusts deeper, gradually slowing as he came.

I felt his lips brush my forehead, then my cheek, before landing on my lips, his arms going around me to hold me close, before pulling away and taking off his sweatshirt.

I put it on, happy it fell to right above my knees. We picked up my discarded clothes and hurried as fast as we could out to the car

"You did so good tonight, baby. Now let's go get you all cleaned up."