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ÅTER IGEN- jag har ingen aning om vad jag håller på med och tja jag hittade den här xD
Lite... um... BLODIGT men men--
ANYWAY-
'Sooo...', I grin, casually flipping the knife between my fingers.
'What will it be, hunney ? Vintage, debonair or futuristic ?...Hehe...your. Pick. Eru.'
The ship is at the docks. It's already – or still – dark outside and I lost total track of time whatsoever.
She giggles and grins – the image of sheer innocence.
If not for the fact that she's completely naked and grinding against my crotch, her arms sliding around my waist.
I give her a lopsided sneer, but no chance to discourage her now – so, go with the flow.
Doesn't mean I can't enjoy it, I keep telling myself.
'Hoooow pathetic you are, the last straw is flashy violence used to gain dominance – typical !'
The cold sneering in the back of my head raises its voice.
I close my eyes and sigh. I'm not giving in. Nope, never again.
And I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tight so the blade tickles her ear and lie the back of her head gently against the pillows.
The second she feels the metal touch her skin, she flinches and stares at me, raising a hand to the tiny cut on her earlobe, but I slap it away and lower my mouth to the wound, flickering my tongue against it, tasting the hint of blood.
'This doesn't hurt, does it ?', I groan.
She whispers, 'No, not at all.'
I raise my head and smirk deviously. In a lower voice, I say: 'Pretty boring, huh ?'
Her eyes meet mine and it feels like falling down a rooftop.
She licks her lips.
'Yes', she answers straight into my face, her hands traveling up and down my torso, slowly causing me to pick up pace.
'Oh no, lady, you're so not controlling this flashy dance', I purr, pressing the blade slowly against the tensed skin over her ribcage, enjoying the sight of rising goosebumps and indulge in teasing her rapidly raising and falling breasts.
I chuckle.
'Sorry sweetie, I'm not in the mood for asphyxiation, so would you please stop encouraging me ? It's a teeny-weeny bit distracting, you know, and I really need you to hold still or I'll mess things up, 'kay ?'
She nods, pressing her lips so hard together they turn white.
'No – problem – darlin'', she moans.
I grin; jeeez how breathless is she already ? We merely started.
The moment I finish this thought my damn body sends waves of adrenaline through me, and I feel myself getting damp while trying to hold back.
Fuck her gorgeous eyes. Fuck the silly needy look in them.
MY look is focusing on the pale beautiful skin under my hands – the perfect canvas.
I stroke her neck and shoulders, her breasts – her feverish beating heart - and stomach, set the tip of the knife's blade...and CUT.
She HISSES, and just for once my eyes get as big as saucers and I stare at the breathtaking sight of her warm blood running down her body to where we are connected.
I look at her.
'Eru ?'
Her eyes are closed, no, how BORING.
'Eru, open your eyes, NOW !'
She does – they're wet.
'Aww, did that hurt punkin pie ?'
She sniffs.
'Well', I grin and tilt my head to give her a sheepishly innocent look, 'it's supposed to hurt – it's the joke. You get me ?'
She nods.
I lean my head to hers and kiss her gently, cupping her lips just so smoothly with mine to give her back some confidence, then, before she can reply properly, I sit back up and smirk down.
I wink at her and say in a thick voice: 'So, Eru...will you be brave and quiet and let me work ?'
'Yes, Bug-...'
I laugh cheerily and cup her mouth with one hand.
Her eyes widen in fear though, and I stop moving for a moment to see if she still responds – she does.
'Grin and bear it, sweets...'
I wink at her.
More or less ignoring her breath against my palm, I dig the blade deeper into her skin, feeling another flow of ecstasy taking over my body, her muffling scream against my hand not making it easier.
'Shush, Eru. Captn' needs to concentrate...'
I narrow my eyes and continue my work.
'So far so good...the word „Buggy" is almost done...'
She bites on my hand, and I feel the pain up to the shoulder – she knows how to hit nerves, little minx.
I let my look wander over her grimaced features and chuckle at the sight – tears and make-up mixed to two grease streams running down her face, while half my hand, bloody and wet, is stuck between her small sharp teeth.
Lovely.
'Almost over sweetheart...'
A moment later I look down at my work and feel pure tenderness and adoration rise.
BUGGY OWNS.
'That's the point, baby. It's funny 'cuz it's true.'
I throw the knife away and start to pick up pace again, letting myself sink on her writhing torso, freeing my hand from her mouth and covering it with my lips, and she howls in pain, making my head spin of the vibration her voice causes.
Her blood glues us together and it's probably the most spectacular feeling ever, I slide my hands under her thighs, and she obeys as I wrap them around my pounding hips.
She comes moments before I do, tightening around my waist and causing my head to snap back while her nails are digging so deep into my skin they leave violet half moons.
As I follow shortly after, my body slumping over and pinning hers down to the mattress, I bite her nose fiercely, savoring the blood splattering all over our faces.
I chuckle, she gasps and chokes a little, making me laugh again.
Eventually, I lift my hands up to her face, drawing glistening ruby-red hearts and circles with my thumbs.
'That didn't hurt as much as you thought it would, did it ?', I purr, pressing my blood-stained lips against her cheek.
She shakes and swallows and her eyes couldn't glaze more over, but she manages to speak:
'I – love - you.'
Despite the obvious amusement of seeing her like that, something sharp and cold seems to slice my stomach, and I throw a glaze to my left – it's not the knife...nausea begins to rise, taking over my every limb and forcing me to cringe.
I look down at her, and can't help but smile...my facial features are fucking out of control and all of a sudden I feel sharp sting in my eyes, and see tears drop on Eru's face and neck.
I swallow, force myself to a smile.
A weak one.
I shut my eyes and rest my damp forehead on hers.
'Hehe...I love you, too...'
'Sooo...', I grin, casually flipping the knife between my fingers.
'What will it be, hunney ? Vintage, debonair or futuristic ?...Hehe...your. Pick. Eru.'
The ship is at the docks. It's already – or still – dark outside and I lost total track of time whatsoever.
She giggles and grins – the image of sheer innocence.
If not for the fact that she's completely naked and grinding against my crotch, her arms sliding around my waist.
I give her a lopsided sneer, but no chance to discourage her now – so, go with the flow.
Doesn't mean I can't enjoy it, I keep telling myself.
'Hoooow pathetic you are, the last straw is flashy violence used to gain dominance – typical !'
The cold sneering in the back of my head raises its voice.
I close my eyes and sigh. I'm not giving in. Nope, never again.
And I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tight so the blade tickles her ear and lie the back of her head gently against the pillows.
The second she feels the metal touch her skin, she flinches and stares at me, raising a hand to the tiny cut on her earlobe, but I slap it away and lower my mouth to the wound, flickering my tongue against it, tasting the hint of blood.
'This doesn't hurt, does it ?', I groan.
She whispers, 'No, not at all.'
I raise my head and smirk deviously. In a lower voice, I say: 'Pretty boring, huh ?'
Her eyes meet mine and it feels like falling down a rooftop.
She licks her lips.
'Yes', she answers straight into my face, her hands traveling up and down my torso, slowly causing me to pick up pace.
'Oh no, lady, you're so not controlling this flashy dance', I purr, pressing the blade slowly against the tensed skin over her ribcage, enjoying the sight of rising goosebumps and indulge in teasing her rapidly raising and falling breasts.
I chuckle.
'Sorry sweetie, I'm not in the mood for asphyxiation, so would you please stop encouraging me ? It's a teeny-weeny bit distracting, you know, and I really need you to hold still or I'll mess things up, 'kay ?'
She nods, pressing her lips so hard together they turn white.
'No – problem – darlin'', she moans.
I grin; jeeez how breathless is she already ? We merely started.
The moment I finish this thought my damn body sends waves of adrenaline through me, and I feel myself getting damp while trying to hold back.
Fuck her gorgeous eyes. Fuck the silly needy look in them.
MY look is focusing on the pale beautiful skin under my hands – the perfect canvas.
I stroke her neck and shoulders, her breasts – her feverish beating heart - and stomach, set the tip of the knife's blade...and CUT.
She HISSES, and just for once my eyes get as big as saucers and I stare at the breathtaking sight of her warm blood running down her body to where we are connected.
I look at her.
'Eru ?'
Her eyes are closed, no, how BORING.
'Eru, open your eyes, NOW !'
She does – they're wet.
'Aww, did that hurt punkin pie ?'
She sniffs.
'Well', I grin and tilt my head to give her a sheepishly innocent look, 'it's supposed to hurt – it's the joke. You get me ?'
She nods.
I lean my head to hers and kiss her gently, cupping her lips just so smoothly with mine to give her back some confidence, then, before she can reply properly, I sit back up and smirk down.
I wink at her and say in a thick voice: 'So, Eru...will you be brave and quiet and let me work ?'
'Yes, Bug-...'
I laugh cheerily and cup her mouth with one hand.
Her eyes widen in fear though, and I stop moving for a moment to see if she still responds – she does.
'Grin and bear it, sweets...'
I wink at her.
More or less ignoring her breath against my palm, I dig the blade deeper into her skin, feeling another flow of ecstasy taking over my body, her muffling scream against my hand not making it easier.
'Shush, Eru. Captn' needs to concentrate...'
I narrow my eyes and continue my work.
'So far so good...the word „Buggy" is almost done...'
She bites on my hand, and I feel the pain up to the shoulder – she knows how to hit nerves, little minx.
I let my look wander over her grimaced features and chuckle at the sight – tears and make-up mixed to two grease streams running down her face, while half my hand, bloody and wet, is stuck between her small sharp teeth.
Lovely.
'Almost over sweetheart...'
A moment later I look down at my work and feel pure tenderness and adoration rise.
BUGGY OWNS.
'That's the point, baby. It's funny 'cuz it's true.'
I throw the knife away and start to pick up pace again, letting myself sink on her writhing torso, freeing my hand from her mouth and covering it with my lips, and she howls in pain, making my head spin of the vibration her voice causes.
Her blood glues us together and it's probably the most spectacular feeling ever, I slide my hands under her thighs, and she obeys as I wrap them around my pounding hips.
She comes moments before I do, tightening around my waist and causing my head to snap back while her nails are digging so deep into my skin they leave violet half moons.
As I follow shortly after, my body slumping over and pinning hers down to the mattress, I bite her nose fiercely, savoring the blood splattering all over our faces.
I chuckle, she gasps and chokes a little, making me laugh again.
Eventually, I lift my hands up to her face, drawing glistening ruby-red hearts and circles with my thumbs.
'That didn't hurt as much as you thought it would, did it ?', I purr, pressing my blood-stained lips against her cheek.
She shakes and swallows and her eyes couldn't glaze more over, but she manages to speak:
'I – love - you.'
Despite the obvious amusement of seeing her like that, something sharp and cold seems to slice my stomach, and I throw a glaze to my left – it's not the knife...nausea begins to rise, taking over my every limb and forcing me to cringe.
I look down at her, and can't help but smile...my facial features are fucking out of control and all of a sudden I feel sharp sting in my eyes, and see tears drop on Eru's face and neck.
I swallow, force myself to a smile.
A weak one.
I shut my eyes and rest my damp forehead on hers.
'Hehe...I love you, too...'
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