Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 56 - The first and the last

Alright, alright. So to those who wondered what is happening to Evan, here's your answer. And please don't kill me 😂. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
I put the phone back on the table. I sighed and stretched myself.

Well that is behind me. I trust him. I trust that he would always listen to me. That he would pick me before Craig if the situation came. Ok, it's time for Evan. I've waited long enough.

I stood up, heading downstairs. I was still bit frustrated that he wasn't fighting back. This whole acting without him defending himself made my situation even worse. It was like killing the unarmed victim.

I opened the door and met his eyes. We just stared at each other for a few seconds, inside me raising the emotions far polite. I wanted him for the last time. Just to feel his body one last time, hear his moans. And I didn't care if he was chained up. He was my pet, my toy. I could do anything I wanted to do.

I walked slowly towards him and noticed his eyes widened, I could sense his breath becoming heavier, his chest raising faster then before.

"What ar-" he started to talk, but I put my hand on his mouth.

"Hush now. Don't say a word," I reply, failing in holding my voice expressionless.

I felt as he licked my fingers, and within a few seconds I just watch as he lustfully started to suck them. And I was already hard.

I pulled my fingers out, hearing his gasp for air. Unzipping his jeans I kneeled down, pulling them down as well. I tasted the skin on his inner tight, hearing his moan. I knew I was going to miss it.

"Don't... stop," he whispered with struggles.

I looked up to him with a smirk on my face.

"You like it?"

"Yes," he replied shyly.

"You want me to continue?" I asked again, leaving few kissing on his tights, purposely avoiding the only area which was already excited.

"Yes!" He moaned, bending his head.

I stood up and walked passed him, pressing myself to his back, hugging him and unintentionally inhaling his scent. So sweet and yet so strong.

My hands drifted under his shirt, feeling finally his skin under my fingertips. I took a deep breath, slowly pressing my lips on his neck. I heard his silent moan, which turned me even more. I needed to feel him even closer, the clothes being as a obstacle. So I tear his shirt apart, finally being free to touch him completely.

He put his head on my shoulder, and I heard the chains rustle as he was trying to find any support not to fall. Hearing his breath so close to my ear was even better.

"Stop fucking teasing me and take me already," he whispered quickly, which made me chuckle.

He was so thirsty, so passionate, so lustfull. And I loved it. My obedient pet. 

"I'm going in," I warned him quickly, before my jeans went down along with our boxers.

"Yes... do it!"

I thrusted into him, feeling how tight he was. My head was dizzy for a few seconds, and all I heard was his moan, inviting me to continue. And I did.

With each thrust my lips left one kiss on his neck, his shoulder, his collar bone, like a marks. Marks indicating that he was mine. Not that it mattered anymore. With each thrust his moans became louder and louder.

"Harder... faster... please," he moaned breathless, and I just smiled.

I refused to do that. It wasn't like I wanted to torture him more then I had already done, I just wanted to enjoy that last moment with him.

It took us like an hour. Every time I sensed he was on the edge, I stopped, kissing his body instead, and after a while I return to fucking him again. He was nothing but a moaning mess, begging me to end this, and I was enjoying it with every small part in me.

The last few thrust I give up, finally giving him what he wanted, what I wanted. I came into him, and with my little help I heard his last loud moan.

"D-Delirious," he moaned.

I sighed, dressing both of us without any words. I left him alone, walking upstairs. I paced a few times in the living room, unable to stop my thoughts about him. I was furious that I let him play with my emotions, that I let him live even longer. I felt confused and lost. I swiped few things on the ground, hearing the shattering sounds. I screamed, trying to get all my doubts, all my negativity out of me.

Is there a way how to safe him? No! I don't want to safe him, he is nothing but a burden all this time, he is just a magnet to problems. I want to live the life like before. There's no other choice, he has to die. I have to fulfill the contract.

I grabbed my head, spinning around. I tried to stop my thoughts, tried to close my feelings again. I heard the sound outside my house. I quickly peeked through the window, seeing armed guys preparing. That reminded me the situation in the abandoned site.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

I quickly hid everything that could have lead to my identity, not that there was much of it. This house wasn't my home, but I at least burned the files about my victims, knowing there's Tyler's name on it, along with fake ID cards and tags, and hid my mask along with my guns under the plonks in the closet. I grabbed my gun, running downstairs. I had to kill him sooner then they would have come in. I had to run away.

I walked towards him, looking at his eyes for the last time. He wasn't scared, he was well aware of what was coming when he saw my gun.

"You know what I have to do, right?" I asked in whisper.

He slowly smiled, lightly nodding his head. My anger raised more. I expected fears and begging, but he wanted to die. I was so confused. This never happened to me. All my victims showed at least little bit of fears, but he didn't.

"Say my name for the last time, please," I continue in whisper.

"Delirious."

Jonathan.

It felt so good, so right. It felt that it should be always this way. I didn't resist the urge and I went for it. I pressed my lips to his for the first time. I felt the whole world around me stopping, just to adore us. The taste of his lips, the softness. I quickly bit his lower lip, and as he gasped for air I used that space, exploring it whole. We battled for dominance for a few seconds, before he let me win. I felt my tears, I felt my heart.

Our first and the last kiss.

And then I pulled the trigger.