I took his face into my hands and pressed my lips as sweetly as I could manage to his, and just as I suspected he tangled his hands in my hair and pulled me closer, ready for a full make out session. If only he knew…I complied to his lustful wishes and swirled my tongue inside of his mouth. Proceeding to stroke his tongue with my own. As he continued his lusty ministrations I carefully slipped handcuffs around his wrists. I could feel the deep intake of breath as surprise gripped his throat. Ending the kiss I pulled away and smiled a wicked smile that belonged only to a psychopath murderer, which is exactly what I had become. I watched satisfyingly as fear and confusion claimed his pupils.
"Wh-What are y-you doing?" He asked his voice shaking out of fright. The look in my eyes was enough to make anyone piss their pants.
"Ssshhh" I whispered as I pressed my finger to his lips, letting my face lean dangerously close to his, until our noses were touching and my overly large canine teeth were directly in front of his juicy lips. And with the latterly mentioned canine teeth, I bit down hard onto his lip, drawing delicious blood onto my own lips.
"Ughnn" Was the terrified and painful response I got. Licking all the blood off I leaned away from his face and looked into his eyes, watching with cruel satisfaction as uttermost fear swam around his pupil and blended with the silver color of his eyes. I slipped the knife out of its case, which was secured, around my leg. The silvery hum of the knife awakening made his eyes grow large. Watching his breath being caught in his throat I searched deep inside of myself, cleaning out my entire ego looking for any sign of fear, hestation, guilt, or any type of pity to the man I love, who was now sitting in front of me praying for his life. My smile grew. No, there was none. I darted down to his neck trailing kisses down, when I got to the nape of his neck; I could see all the sweat that was captured in the tiny hollow. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and soon tears joined the sweat creating an elixir out of the man I love.
"I- I know what you're gonna do. Please, I love you, don't do it…Don't" His words disappeared as more tears traveled down. I attached my lips around the tiny pool and licked them all up into my mouth, sucking on the skin, savoring the feeling of vibrations echoing through my lover's body as the sobs became more fearful. I went down a bit until I was at his collarbone and bit down. I could feel his bones in between my teeth as moans of pain disturbed the antagonizing silence. Bringing myself to eye-level with his, I watched the tears rain down.
"I love you too babe, but we both know…" My words hung in the air as I swooped down to capture his lips.
" …This is how things will be"
I brought the knife up into the light.
"No…oh god, please NO" He wailed, but to me these were sounds of utter beauty. A man's dying words. At that exact moment I brought down the knife and pierced his heart.