warnings&contents: kinky sex, death

a/n- I have to say a special thank-you to Rachizzle, who’s been reviewing like, everything of mine. You really need to email me or something, ‘cause I have no idea who you are (except that you like my stuff) and I want to get to know you. Sorry if it sounds stalker-ish. So… think of this story as yours, ‘cause you’ve been so supporting of me!

Your hands tighten around my throat, and I want to gasp, but I can't. Every touch you give to me is pleasure, pleasure lined in arsenic and lace. Everything starts to blur around the edges and I’m slowly losing focus. The world spins, turning everything upside-down, sideways and diagonally, until the only thing that feels stationary is you hands around my throat. My eyes start to roll up into the back of my head, and you loosen your hands, millimeter by millimeter, making me grateful for every gasp of air I can suck into my lungs. You kiss me, slowly, and I kiss you back, moving against your body as you move into me.

I can focus again, and you send me a look, a look I can barely decipher, and your hands start to tighten once more. You have me gasping and clawing at your back, and you feel powerful. And I get off on it, because I love that it's me that's giving you that feeling of guilt-tainted bliss. The pain that burns into my lungs only takes the pleasure up higher. My body is already a bundle of nerves, and the lack of air draws a razor edge through it.

The world goes black again, softens everything and turns everything into a dream. You move in and out of me, and I can feel your harsh breath against my lips. I wish I could take that air into me, but that would defeat the purpose of this, would only make the pleasure soft and loving, and that's exactly what I’m avoiding. I start to fade into myself again, and my eyes roll, and I’m waiting for your hands to start that ever-so-slow loosening... but they don't. My eyes fly open and I struggle against you, but it only makes you hold on tighter. I cry out, thinly, but you cover my mouth into a kiss, and I can feel the tears start to run down my face.

And as I lose my life, as everything goes numb, I hear you whisper in my ear.

"I did this for you. I love you, this is all for you...'