Imagine David wanting you to suck his gun
You were at Mick Jaggers Party, filled up with drugs not knowing what to do, so you went into his house looking for quiet room to get yourself together.You came into the living room, not noticing who sat on the sofa.A snorting sound then attracted your attention, it was David, his head lifting up from taking a line.”Honey!” he said, “sit down next to me, what a party am I right?”his hand patting next to him.Your ingenous drugged self gave him an idiotic smile while staggering over to him.His face suddenly became serious. “You are very pretty” he said, his hand stroking down your neck.”You’re just as high as I am, aren’t you, Darling?” he said coming closer, smiling into the last part.”Well i’d lie if i said no.” You both started laughing as if there’d be no tomorrow. “Do you want to see something crazy?” he asked with torn eyes.You nodded while biting down on your lip.He pulled out a gun that layed behind one of the pillows.”Not loaded” he said pointing at his head, pulling the trigger.The drugs in you started to laugh out loud, him joining you and instantly getting serious again.”Suck it.” he said. “What?” you were confused for a moment.He smiled provocative raising his eyebrows.A moment of silence. You gave him a sensual look beginning to suck the cold metal, making sure not to break eye contact. “Oh Baby..” he becan whispering in a husky voice.