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This story will focus on a female serial killer named Raven and her odd relationship with Henry Lee Lucas. It is rated M for mature and XXX for tons of smut. This fanfic will have cussing, violence, blood, murder, and eventual BDS...
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After Henry and I left my apartment, we picked up some burgers and fries from a busy corner sandwich shop. We ate while sitting in his car. We were much too interested in what we were eating to speak to one another. We were ravenous from our little lovemaking session, and the burgers and fries were delicious. They were hot, fresh, and loaded with everything we liked, and the fries were salty and slightly crunchy. I loved crunchy fries. Judging from Henry's serene expression while he munched on one, he loved them, too.
We concentrated on the overloaded street while we chewed, observing the naive crowd and cars as they passed by. None of them had any idea they were strolling or riding passed a car with two serial killers on the prowl inside. We mirrored a normal couple who were enjoying their meal. Unbeknownst to them, we would be spilling blood in just a little while.
The silence between Henry and I was comfortable. We glanced at each other every once in a while, and sometimes one of us would reach over and stroke the other's arm or hair. I actually got a full-blown smile and glittery eyes out of him when I rubbed his thigh, but that was the only nonverbal communication I received besides the caring touch of his hand.
I knew Henry was busy strategizing about how we were going to commit murder together. His eyes shined with excitement whenever he would admire me. I had the inkling he had already formed a solid plan, but I was too busy with my food to ask him what was on his mind. I wasn't worried about it, either. I knew his thoughts would be out in the open soon enough.
Once Henry was finished with his food, he balled up his burger wrapper and shoved it in the paper bag our meals had come in. His fry container followed. He took a few drinks of soda before offering it to me with a raised eyebrow. The soda was huge, so we had opted to share one instead of getting two. I was finished with my food as well.
Taking the soda, I shot him a grateful look and sipped it. I didn't want to talk just yet. My mouth still had a bit of food in it. He responded with a respectful nod.
Enjoying several more sips of the sugary beverage, I washed down all the food in my mouth. I offered it to Henry once I was finished with it. He declined with a shake of his head and a swipe of his hand, leading me to place the soda in the cupholder.
As I was putting my trash in the paper bag, he indicated for me to scoot closer. Obeying my dom, I handed him the bag and shimmied closer. Sliding his arm around my shoulders, he kissed my cheek and whispered a grave question.
"Ever fired a gun b'fore? Are ya familiar with 'em at all?"
He had wanted me close to him because his window was rolled down. He didn't want anyone who was passing by to hear him ask such a thing.
"Uhh, huh." Taking note of the mischievous glint in his eyes, I smiled. "Lotsa times. I'm pretty familiar."
"Wait here a second. Just gonna throw away our trash real quick." He removed his arm from my shoulders and opened the car door. Hopping out, he tossed our trash in a garbage can in front of the sandwich shop.
