Click.
I take the revolver back this time pointing the muzzle to the center of his chest, “Would you let your heart stop for me?” I ask.
“Yes.” His voice is feral and frantic, and there’s a look in his eye that can only be described as manic.
Click.
He takes the gun from me again, this time, forcing the tip into my mouth, showing it as far down my throat it could go and I breath through it, trying not to gag.
“Who does your soul belong to?” He asks.
“You.” I say the best I can around the cold metal.
The pressure is too strong, and I feel the wave a second from crashing over me, when he pulls the gun from my lips, points it into the air and…
Bang.
Just as the drywall explodes and showers from the ceiling, my body explodes. A wave of euphoria and an overwhelming bliss takes over and totally wracks my body as I scream out Teddy's name. My legs lock around him and I can feel his cum pump into me in hot ropes as my pussy clenches and pulses in my own release.
My nails lock into the flesh of his shoulder as an animalistic sound leaves my lips. I bite into him, and the iron tang that fills my mouth reveals to me that I broke the skin and his blood is now filling my own mouth.
He roars loudly and when he drops the gun it fires off again with another bang, this time the bullet hitting a wall far away from any of us.
I feel tears brim my eyes, but not sad tears. A complete and total release of pent up emotions. A blissful feeling takes over me, and eventually my legs start to relax, and they are hanging loosely around his hips.
It’s not until I get a cramp in my jaw that I realize my teeth are still locked into his shoulder and I finally release, letting my head relax against the cabinet behind me.
The pulsing between us syncs up and I know our hearts are beating the same rhythm.
“It was loaded.” I say matter-of-factly.
“Yes.” He whispers, not a single sign of guilt showing in his eyes.
“Why two bullets?” I ask.
“Little Devil,” He plants a kiss between my eyes, exactly where he was holding that muzzle. “If something went wrong…” He shakes his head, thinking better of the words he wants to use. “I refuse to see what the world looks like without you in it. If you die, I die. We are one. And I refuse to survive on a planet in your absence.”
My heart swells, and I agree with such a ferocity that I know if I were the one to take his last breath, I too would refuse to see a world without my Devil.
“You live; I live.” He speaks.
“You die; I die.” I agree.
We sit and observe each other for a few long seconds. Taking in exactly what we just said to each other, and exactly what we just risked for each other.
Finally, a third voice breaks the stiff and stagnant air, bursting through the door is Max, who is furious and panicked in the face.
“Was that fucking gun shots?” He shouts and flicks another light switch changing the room to a sterile bright white.
Teddy looks over his shoulder behind him, refusing to pull out of me just yet, “Yes.”
43
K=f (x, y)
Zoe
It’s Friday already, and the Cambion drop is tomorrow. Max has yet to clarify if I’ll be going with them tomorrow. Obviously, I’ve already decided for myself that I’ll be going. I don’t need them to shield me from this, I literally came from this world. I was raised in it. I’m just so tired of Max thinking he knows what’s best for me.
