His cock hardens under her touch.Ā āYesā he hisses in reply. He hasnāt forgotten anything about the way sheās killed and how sheās been aroused by it. He manages to recall it relatively clearly, despite her hand distracting him. āThe first girl wanted to die. You thrust the knife inside her chest, as an apparent mercy killing. I forced you to do it. You wouldnāt stop crying but you knew that youād do it again. You wouldnāt admit to it but I know that you felt something that first time. After that you developed a fondness for the axe. You chopped some whoreās head off and then discovered how much you loved coating yourself in blood. Then we fucked in the mess.ā Then he stops because he wants to know her side of the story. His hands move from her breast down her body and pause at the top of her thighs patiently.Ā
She teases him gently as he speaks, hearing how excited it makes him. Her lips curl into a grin as he talks and she moves to kiss over his neck gently, then she can tell when it's her turn as she begins, "I was scared, but now I know I wasn't scared of killing, I was scared of liking it. When I killed that first girl, I felt something new, the high of taking someone's life. Then I realised that it wouldn't be too hard to do it again. I started wanting it, I kept dreaming about it, but I never considered the dreams nightmares. The first time turned me on, if only I really understood how it would keep turning me on," which it was now as she thought back on how complex that first kill had been. He broke down all of her walls.
"I didn't understand how much I loved the art of it, that's really what I see in killing. Whenever we killed that girl with the axe I knew that there was something special there. The more at terms I came with my moral depravity the more I was able to accept it. And now I realise that I live above morality, that playing in blood and fucking in it doesn't make me evil, it makes me better. At the beginning I was fighting becoming who I was meant to be because I could only see the world as good or bad, but you've helped me understand that things like murder and sex ... well you called them revelations, if I remember correctly."