Killer Lovers

Killer Lovers

People only come to a club like this for a few reasons; the drinks, the dancing, or for people. I made my way to the dance floor. It was hard to catch what kind of little fishy I was looking for. The right set of eyes doesn’t show up every night. In fact, it had been almost a month since my last pet had been brought home. I surveyed who I could until I found him. Those eyes, ah, those eyes. I slid in behind him and whispered in his ear, “You have lovely eyes.”
As he turned I noticed something in him. It was something I should be able to identify, but I can’t put my finger on it, not yet. He smiled and slid his arms around my neck. “Thank you.” He studied me. I should know that look. I danced with him. Chatted lightly. Bought him a drink. But something was still off about him. I couldn’t put my finger on why.
We danced again. Closer this time. I let my lips touch his, before moving to kiss his neck. He exposed it and pressed closer. As I nipped at his jaw he seemed to purr. I smiled. “Wanna go back to my place?”
He grinned. “Yes.” And his hand slid down and grabbed my ass. I smiled. We went to my place. It was a small home in the middle of no where. He seemed delighted. “Good, no one will hear the screams.”
“That’s why I got it.” I grinned now, and so did he. There was something so familiar about him. It was a struggle inside. Given, I usually took submissive until the end, but by the end he fought for the top. He pulled out the bondage. “Hey now.” I sat up and grabbed his wrists. There was that look again in his eyes. I knew that look. I knew that look. I glanced for a moment to the mirror behind him. That was the look I gave my victims. I smiled again. “Hey now love… You are my toy…”
“Your toy? No, I don’t think so, dear.” I kissed him passionately. This excited me. What were the odds? Two killers in one bed. He kissed back and allowed me to straddle him under me.
“Love, can we make an arrangement? I think I like this.” He bit my neck as he considered things. I nestled into his teeth and kept my body to his. I liked the heat between us.
“Give me you’re blood.”
I smiled. “Give me your eye. One will do. If you’d like I can give you something, so it won’t hurt as much… I usually take them on the edge of death.”
He licked what blood had trickled from the wound. And ran his hand up my spine, then pulled his nails down it. I moaned a bit “Deal… and where do we go from here.”
“Partners?”
“They’re looking for me.”
“Oh, they’re looking for me too. Won’t it confuse them to see the victims now have a mix of both of our styles?”
“Not all of them though.” He didn't like to share... Neither did I ususally.
“No. Of course not.” I kissed him and he returned the aggression. Pulling me on my side next to him. Passion ensued once more. His touch was like mine and god was it good. It almost made me want to give into him. Be his victim and feel what I have done to others. I wondered if he felt the same.
“Uh.” He moaned lightly. “I’m almost jealous of those before me.” I pulled my hands desperately over him. I think I can fall in love with this. He bit my lip and I whimpered. He moaned again.
“I think I love you.” He took his tools and took my blood. Just a vial full. I watched the care in which he put my name upon it and put it carefully in a case to add to his collection. We play a bit more. My blood mostly scattered over the room until I put him carefully into place. He says he’s numb enough. I kiss him again and get started. He holds me as I remove that beautiful eye of his. Both are stunning but I take the one that he has slightly less sight out of. I let him know that distance will be harder for him to judge and he shushes me. I clean him carefully after putting the eye where it belongs. He tells me he loves me too.
I let him get some rest on clean sheets. I lay happily next to him. We dream of the future. The blood. They eyes. The pure bliss of taking a life and leaving the bodies with no real evidence. We know the game. We know the stakes. And now, we aren’t alone.