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The thing fucking suits her perfectly. White casing with intricate detail etched into the chrome. Pretty, but fucking deadly.
“The big deal is you hiding it from me,” I point out, the words almost getting trapped behind my teeth.
“What’s the matter, Grimmy?” she giggles. “Worried I might put a bullet in your brain while you sleep?”
She takes a step closer to me and crouches her body over mine. “‘Cause let me tell you, if I wanted you dead. You’d already be dead.”
Satisfied that she’s made her point she moves to walk away from me, but I’m far from done with this conversation. Standing up, my arm automatically reaches out and grabs at the waistband of her shorts, hauling her back to me.
Rogue moves just as fast, slamming her palm hard enough into my chest to force me back onto the couch and before I have the chance to protest, she fucking mounts me.
“You ever wonder what it would be like if your mind was silent?” she asks me, pulling the clip out from the base of the gun to check it’s still loaded, and when she sees that it is, she snaps it back into place with the heel of her palm.
“Ever wish that all the bad shit up here would disappear?” She taps a finger to her temple at the same time that I feel the gun she’s holding in her other hand press against mine.
“One bullet could take all that away. Set you free from all the pain and darkness.”
I don’t flinch, all I can focus on is Rogue’s denim-covered pussy and how it’s hovering above my painfully solid cock.
Bitch got every right to blow the brains out my skull for the things I’m thinking about doing to her.
She drags the cool metal down over my cheek and searches my face for a hint of emotion. But I deny her every single one of them. It isn’t until she twists the weapon round on herself that I lose face and grip at the handle. Beneath my hand, hers is steady as a rock, and she keeps her eyes fixed on mine, holding me like a fucking prisoner as she reaches her mouth forward and slides her perfect pink tongue over the entire length of the barrel.
Bitch is gonna destroy me, slowly and fucking painfully.
“Now, imagine how good it would feel to take all that away for someone else.” Her big, blue eyes glisten with thrill instead of fear as she guides the tip of the loaded gun to touch at her lips.
“You think it’d be easier to end someone else’s suffering than it would be to end your own?” she asks. She slips her lips over the tip of the gun, stretching her mouth around the barrel as she guides my finger to the trigger before slowly releasing her hand from mine.
I hold the full weight of the gun in my hand now, and I swear her eyes are daring me to pull the trigger.
She’s testing me, more than I’d ever dare to test myself, and my heart beats out of my chest while my cock grows thicker beneath her.
Her groin rests firmly on top of mine now, and it isn’t until I take my eyes off hers to look between us, that I realize her hand has slipped inside the front of her jeans.
Sick bitch is getting herself off, while I’m holding a fuckin’ gun to her mouth.
When I look back up at her, her lips frame a smirk around the gun.
I should fuck her already damned soul all the way to hell for what she’s doing to me.
She takes more of the gun inside her mouth until I feel it touch the back of her throat, and it takes all my strength to keep my finger steady on the trigger.
Closing my eyes, I can’t help imagining that it’s my dick slipping between her lips and filling up her mouth, and when the vision gets too much I quickly snap them back open again.
I’m immediately greeted with Rogue’s eyes. Wide. Tempting. Luring, and fucking begging.
I’ve pictured her in plenty of sick situations while I’ve watched her sleep beside me, but none of them ever resulted in her brains decorating the ceiling of my cabin.
Her hips wriggle against me, while her life balances on the tip of my index finger, and if there was ever a time for me to doubt my self-control, this is it. With her finger fucking her cunt on top of me.
Pulling the gun out of her mouth, I push it up under her chin. I’m in control now and the sadistic little bitch just laughs at me, grinding herself deeper into my lap. She knows what she’s doing, she can feel me beneath her. Hard and coating the inside of my pants for her. I’d guess that she’s imagining how my cock would feel inside her almost as vividly as I am.
“Do it.” I force the words out of my mouth, taking another glance down to where she’s working herself. “Come all over your fingers for me, Rogue.”
My hand coils around her throat. Squeezing tight as I slide the gun up to touch her temple.
My lips are close enough to catch each one of her exasperated breaths.
