The Kiss of Death [Dave East]

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ANISSA SIGHED, SHAKING HER HEAD. Dave turned to look at her over the couch, first day out and she had to deal with a bunch of kids who were kidnapped and stabbed in non-vital areas. He felt bad for her. "That kids brave." She finally spoke. "But his bravery is what's going to get him killed." He shook her head, moving towards the couch. She clutched her cold arms, taking a seat beside Dave. He didn't hear a word she said however, he was too busy staring at her.

"You just came out of prison and you worry about these kids?" He asked, a slight smile on his face. She shook her head for what felt like the hundredth time that night. "How did things get so messed up?" She stressfully rubbed her temples. "Because you weren't here to tell us what to do." Dave said reassuringly. He rubbed her back with his palm soothingly. Anissa lifted her head, staring up at the man. His hair sat comfortably in single strand twist, his teeth sunk into his bottom lip.

The mood suddenly shifted, Dave being the only thing that had her interest. He stared at her with just as much admiration. "I'm going to kill them." Anissa said softly, she immediately regretted the confession when she had seen his reaction. He looked disappointed in her. "Every last one of them. Guilty or not." She continued licking her lips, sitting up straight. "Anissa, you don't have to." Dave wasn't against violence or however it might seem. She was so use to to getting rid of her issues instead of confronting it. If she caught another body, she'll get locked up for the longest.

"A bullet answers for a bullet."

"Not all the time."

"That's always been our way Dave." Anissa's head still held high. "It's not too late to change it. Vice— they'll listen to you." He placed his arm on the couch behind her head. "Your hearts pure, Dave." She placed the flat of her palm on Dave's chest. The both of them, now silent just stared at one another. Dave nibbled on his lip, in deep conflict with his thoughts. As if they both shared the same idea, both delinquents moved closer to one another. Anissa suddenly hesitated but Dave had already met lips with her. She shied away, breaking the kiss quickly.

Dave froze, not knowing what to do next but however a sudden wave of confidence came over him. "Anissa." He said. "Let it happen." He pulled her by her chin, kissing her lips softly. His lips were soft and moist. He held her cheek as she deepened the kiss, moving in perfect sync with them. The two of them were beautiful together. Anissa embraced the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Dave pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his large hand around her throat.

Anissa shivered, she was for once the submissive party. A girlish moan left her throat as he pulled her closer with one hand. His lips fanned down her jaw, kissing his way over her neck. She bit her lips in bliss, eyes low and hooded. "Dave.." She breathed. Her robe was getting loose as he gently pulled on the strings. It barely dropped off her upper body, revealing her naked shoulder and colour bones that were covered in art. He didn't even noticed she was covered in tattoos. He only seen the tiny sharp end of her tattoo that went just over her left collar bone. It was a dragon tattoo. He kissed all over her bare chest, leaving light purple bruises while he listened to her strings of whines. She moaned feverishly, arching her back into his chest. Her fingers moved into his scalp, pulling him closer. "Please." She whined, but it was bellow a whisper.