Lost Love Lust

Tags: blood

• fluttering & grasping.

  Her fist hits so hard his teeth fly, blood dancing a sweet dance among numerous air particles.
  The punching bag no longer a challenge, she bites her lips of excitement, the release of rage is incredible.
  She wants it to end classic and raw, the area around her knuckles numb, she tightens her grip around his neck, [...]

• blood & blow dryers.

  He lays there motionless, she wipes the vodka off her lips, adrenaline should be kicking, but surprisingly it seems quite steady.
  She poisoned him just enough so he could be helpless, yet able to feel it.
  His mouth spitting despicable words earlier, now cannot even attempt a breath.
  A bloody hair dryer set on the night stand, someone should have taught this [...]