Choke Hold
The first time somebody kissed him, he knew it was wrong. There was no flurry of movement, shuriken flying in his defense, but he did know that something was wrong - the way a fellow shinobi would fall the wrong way as dead weight.
The second time that feeling of blameless certainty was more obvious to him, in the way his stomach turned on itself and his eyes burned dry. His body was lax, allowing it, but his mind became dark, and vicious.
The third time he kissed back, to give himself the leverage needed for the kill. It was quick, not perfect but bloody. It took longer to wash out his mouth than to wash his clothing.
The first time he killed, he gave his last kiss.
Author: jagter se maan
Status: Complete