Insatiable Habits

Dead.

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This one is a 'vittle bit short to finish up the 'Donny's Dead' scene.
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🔥Teseo🔥

Cecily coughed, gagged and vomited aggressively behind me, eliciting a sinister laugh from me. "Aww..." I cooed as Donny struggled beneath me, gasping to breath as he bled out, I held him down.

Looking quickly behind me to see the weak one trying to puke out her insides. "First time is always rough, sweetheart...But consequences are too" I focused back onto Donny and took new notice to my pistol just a little reach away halfway under the couch.

I leaned and snatched it into my blood coated hand and pointed it blankly against Donny's forehead. "Die already!" I barked and pulled the trigger.

The backside of his head exploded out against his floor which splattered his brain and blood all over me, my face and my arms, covering me and my clothing.

I grumbled and eased myself back onto my feet, blood pooled from his now lifeless body as I tucked away my firearm and razor. "Second fucking day in a row I've ruined my clothes..."

I turned towards Cecily, wiping my hands off on the front of my jeans as I took strides towards her, tears silently streaming down her face as she shook uncontrollably, hands clasped over her ears. I smirked and reached my hand out to her.

"There now, it's all done." I consoled her, even though she was terrified of me, it made no difference. She wouldn't disobey my orders again after this show.

She just stared at me shaking her head and the fire inside of me reignited with new vexation. "TAKE MY HAND!!" I roared and she jumped, immediately taking my blood saturated hand within hers.

I pulled her swiftly onto her feet and she immediately tried to pull her hand away but I didn't allow it. "Oh come on, you get blood on your hands every month!" I joked and her pale skin flushed.

"It's not the same..." she whispered hoarsely, darting her eyes from me to the ceiling continuously, trying to cope.

"No you're right, but this is much more fun!" I countered with a chuckle and guided her to Donny's kitchen, avoiding touching her clothing as it was all she had to wear for the night. I on the other hand had prepared for anything and had a backpack in the trunk full of necessities.

"Wash your hands and rinse your mouth if you desire." I instructed her as I turned the kitchen faucets on, as she scrubbed her hands with hand soap, I found oxyclean under the sink and sprinkled a little onto her soapy hands. "Scrub under your fingernails too, darling!" I whispered calmly, feeling satiated by tonight's events and Donny's death.

"Is that good?" She asked, turning slightly to enquire as I took a step forward to look at her hands, scrubbed clean and stripped.

Grinning, I nodded. "Perfect, now please stand a bit away, I don't want to splash you with any blood." I tilted my head to the other side of the kitchen, in a spot she couldn't run past me if she dared try.

She obeyed and stood where I intended her to while I stripped my shirt off inside out and placed it into a bag with my jeans and even my fucking shoes which were covered in blood. Leaving me in just my performance boxers.

I turned my eyes to her, her face reddened like a ripe tomato as I winked to her, turning back to the sink; I scrubbed my skin, starting with my face, neck and even my hair before I moved to my hands and arms, taking my time to get off as much evidence as I possibly could here and making myself presentable enough to buy a hotel room for the night.

It took me a good thirty minutes to get clean along with my pistol, I turned off the water then dried myself with paper towels before tossing them onto the floor.

Cecily intently watched my every move, almost looking intrigued by the process.

I waved for her to come towards me and she did without resistance, once she stood in front of me I smirked down at her, she still looked pale, sickly and in shock, naturally so of course; she just watched a man be bludgeoned for fuck sake. "You know what we have to do now?" I asked sweetly.

Her watery, bloodshot eyes looked up into mine and she shook her head slowly, unknowing. "Go home?" She wondered hopefully.

I laughed for half a second then composed myself. "No baby-girl, we burn the house down!" I spoke as if it were the most logically, sensible and normal thing to do...for me, that is.

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RIP Donny.

Teseo won't admit it yet or even give it a thought but, Cecily is his.

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