Fuck And Kill

Chapter 3

I was pushed harshly against the wall, with both my arms twisted behind my back, she revealed a pocket knife from the backpocket of my denims.

"Trynna trick me again, lil cunt?"

I stared at her dark dead eyes, slightly tilting my head i smirked "Don't act like you didnt like it"

I saw blush creeping on her cheeks, but her eyes angry.

I teased her further "What? Hate me now?"

"i have always hated you" she whisper-growled at me.

"Nah, i see you smirk, everytime i change at my window"

My smile, now frustrating her, making her angrier, she twisted my wrist painfully, i bit my lower lip now enjoying this torture more than she could imagine...

"Such a big mouth, for a little bitch"

She hissed in my ear, coming dangerously close to me.

"As i remember, last time you didnt complain about my mouth being b-"

She flicked open the knife and placed the sharp edge in the middle of my bottom lip.

Smirking she pushed the tip of the smooth edge inside the soft flesh of my already bruised lip.

Her eyes never leaving mine.

I moaned at the beautiful pain, remembering the marks i made on her skin, breaking open her layers and let the crimson flow. I chuckled at the memory slightly.

She tilted her head, replacing the knife with her thumb, she spread the red on my lip.

I hissed in pleasure and licked her thumb.

She bit her lip, now staring deeply into my eyes i saw her lips moving

"Crazy bitch, likes blood so much?
what do you do with your kitty's kechup? Lick it too?"     

I laughed at her.
Would it be appropriate to tell her, what i do with it?

"What do you want?" She asked growing frustrated.

"A little help..." i smirked.

"Whats in it for me?"

"your blade, my skin..."

We stared at each other with mad smile spread across our faces.

Tricks were played, traps knitted
Enslaved her mind, reasoning deceived.