No, You Hang Up

by A.J. Merlin

I’m not afraid of the dark. Not really. But I think every human has some fear of the shadows, deep down. After all, aren’t we all afraid of the things we can’t see?

“Midazolam,” he repeats, slower this time.

“Want me to be your wolf, little bunny? I’ll gladly close my jaws around this pretty throat and remind you that you’re prey. Oh, fuck—” He thrusts hard into me again. “We’re into some dark shit, aren’t we, Kai?”

fingers dig into my throat. “You little fucked up thing. Drugged out of your mind and you still want this. You want me to be your predator. To ruin you, to tear out your throat with my teeth.”

What’s your favorite scary movie?” “Oh, we’re crossing genres now? No more shitty romance, we’ve moved to slasher horror? Let me just pop some popcorn. I don’t have a boyfriend for you to tie up by the pool, though. And I also don’t have a pool.”

bonus star for this scream reference 👻🖤

“Are you going to hang up on me?” “You hang up.” “No, you hang up. Hang up, Kai, or you’ll get to listen to me moan your name and wish I could sink into that soft, greedy little pussy. You begged me for it last night, you know. Begged me to fill you up and make you come. You begged for me to play with your clit and your tits. Do you know, you make the prettiest noises when you come? Did you know⁠—” I hang up on him without listening to another word.

“Yes, little bunny. Don’t you dare scream, because as much as I love your wit and self-pep talks…I won’t go to jail for you. Run away, little bunny. But don’t you dare make a sound.”

“Then I’ll slit your vocal chords and fuck your mouth while you bleed out in the grass.”

“You look like an animal just begging to have her pussy filled with cum. You look like you’re begging to be bred, and you got unlucky that I’m what found you.”

“It’s okay, little bunny. I’ve got you. And I’ve got what you need. You need me.” He bites down on my shoulder, driving into me harshly once, then again, before evening out his rhythm once more. “You’ll never have to look for someone to breed your pretty, greedy pussy ever again. You know why?” “Because—” “Because I’m going to fucking ruin every inch of you, inside and out, for anyone other than me.”

“You’re all mine, little bunny. No matter if I want to love you, devour you, or ruin you. You’re mine to do with as I please.”

“You have the personality of a rattlesnake,” is my quick, quipped reply. In response, he makes a hissing noise close to my ear and licks at my jaw with a snicker. “Be glad I’m not venomous then,” he snickers. “Otherwise you’d be dead by now.”