#creatiiive

[watchitgoround]

"Ahh, oh my, look at you!"

"It seems my interest has been sparked anew!"

[no-mucking-around-blog]

creatiiive:

"Silly thing! You’d already be dead by the time I touched your neck <3 SNAP! Your skinny little stick neck would be —"

Sometimes she got caught monologuing. Sometimes she was caught with a blade running through her stomach or the sharp snap of bones but this time… this time it was with another gentle kiss that she hated, H A T E D  to love. But wasn’t that the point of both of them? Of their relationship? To love was to hate, to hate was to love? That was how they expressed their feelings, how they kept their relationship, their existences  t h r i l l i n g.

His lips were upon her cheek and her hand was around his throat.

"One more time, my dearest clock?”

He placed an arm around her waist once more, hand resting rather forcefully onto the small of her back. One wrong move, one twitch of one of those inky fingers on his neck, and snap! goes her lovely little spine.

"Ah ah ah, no touching. I know I'm quite irresistible, but please have some patience my dear."

The other hand moved up to try and forcefully move her hand away from his neck as he leaned down and kissed her right on the l i p s. Oops!