Venomous Lips - Harry Styles

"Kiss me one last time before you pull that trigger."

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"I hope the sex makes up for what's about to happen." The smile that had been on his face slowly crept its way to my face as the happiness drained from his eyes. The only difference - my smile was sinister; mocking his existence.

The hands that once explored my body, now were up in the air, he began to open his filthy mouth to feed me more lies.

As he blabbered about the reasons why his life should be spared, my hands reached for the knife tucked in the inner cloth of my bra.

Slowly, I pulled the knife out. The snake carved into the blade, marked it to be mine.

After all, Venom has to have her own special weapon.

His body began trembling with fear. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, while his eyes did the speaking; the begging. Slowly, his eyes crept towards the dried up blood from my previous victim.

Now, it was my turn to claim dominance.

Kicking him behind his knee, I allowed him to fall to the ground. I made my way on top of him, holding both his arms up with my left.

I cut deep into his right arm, letting his blood trickle down to his neck. He screamed in pain as I made my second cut vertical to the first cut, joining the two, to form a V; I had marked him.

In order to silence him, I placed my lips onto his.

I sat there for a moment, on top of him, left arm holding his two arms, pinning him to the ground, kissing his lips, allowing his tears to fall down his face.

I trailed the cold blade from his face, down his neck, towards his chest, stopping at his heart. In a swift motion, I pierced through the middle of his heart, killing him instantly.

As I got up, I watched the life drain from his eyes. His mouth began to close slowly as his body began to lose its warmth.

The once noise-filled room now fell silent.

[Contains Explicit Content]
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