Peter and the Wolf.
By music88
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Josh smiled, wiping the blood from his face with his fingers, before placing them provocatively in his mouth and sucking. He closed his eyes in pleasure. The fury is raging inside, screams try to escape but still, his body does not shake. His exterior deadly calm, his head pounds and the blood hurtles through his veins. Josh is excited by death, by the body that lies in front of him. The man is tied to a pipe, hands wrapped around it, feet bound. The man trembled and let out a long whimper. Blood oozed slowly from the cut on his stomach, a quick slice which sprayed onto Josh’s face.
He wiped his knife down with a handkerchief and circled the man, smiling, humming the tune to Peter and the Wolf. The man shut his eyes before Josh calmly tells him to keep them open, so he can “see everything.” The man tries to speak, but the soaked rag chokes him. Josh put his bloodied finger to his lips, indicating the man to keep quiet.
The room was silent apart from the infrequent bouts of Peter and the Wolf that Josh hums. Temptation licking at his body; he cracks his neck and throws down the handkerchief. He lies next to the man, teasing him with the knife. The man tries to call out but only splatters out childish noise; his trouser leg at the crotch becomes dark as he pisses himself in terror. Josh laughs coldly, and stands. He snarls and barks at the man, whipping his arm across him, slashing his neck open. Dark red blood empties out over the man, his head moving around erratically as he gasps his last breaths and his brain gives way. Josh’s eyes widen, pupils enlarged as exhilaration ripples through his body.
He let the knife fall with a clatter to the ground, putting his hands on the man’s chest, covering them in the blood and wiping them onto his face, his tongue thrashed greedily at his lips and chin which is now dripping wet.
I want to take apart your chest, pulling at the skin, opening up your body to try and find a heart. There is only a blackened mound where it is meant to be, so I eat it, it tastes bitter and I am disappointed. Next I will wrench out your ribs, crush them into powder and snort them.
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This is very brutal and
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Savage writing, music88. I'd
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