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Hardcore Bonnie and Clyde (Darkness_Harbinger and Plastic Redemption)

Darkness_Harbinger

Darkness_Harbinger

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Joined
Jun 10, 2011
Location
In the shadows
Freddy had been on the run for a few months now. Him and his lady have been crossing the country, basically carving a name for themselves. It all started with her parents. She had an abusive family, her father beat physically, and her mother mentally tortured her with name calling, always putting her down. Freddy was currently dating her and he couldn't take it anymore. One night, after her parents went too far, she called him asking for his help in putting an end to it. Every time he came by, her parents always pretended to be nice to him. They always pretended to be the good family. So when he came over, he went with her father to the garage and she went with her mother to the kitchen. At almost the same time, he killed him with the chainsaw and she beat her to death with a frying pan. Finally free, they decided that they've never been to alive in their life. So now they go cross country, murdering happy families, trying to get rid of what they couldn't have. Mothers, fathers, and even the children. They couldn't love each other anymore than they do now, watching each other kill turned them on to the point where they have hot sex in the pools of their victim's blood.

Freddy sat in the back of their car. Him and his girl parked in the woods to try and get some sleep. She was wrapped in his arms, snuggled in his jacket. It was odd to him, she was so sexy as a deranged psychopath, but she looked so cute and peaceful in her sleep. As he stroked her hair as he began to doze off into his sleep.
 
She was humming in her sleep-- the same verse of notes over and over again. It was the music box she had when her parents were still alive. Her skin was disturbingly white-- albino, even. White skin; Isolation, outcast and utterly alone. She had very well lost half her mind, but was still grateful for what Freddy had done. She got to paint the walls red. She giggled hysterically, waking herself up and covered her mouth, biting two of her fingers to stop. She glanced down at him and sighed-- the quiet laughing ceasing when she had actually felt it hurt on her fingers that she was biting into. "Freddy.." she whispered, nuzzlng back down and kissing his neck, extending an arm over his chest.

She was sure she loved him. No doubt in her mind. Well, what mind she had left; he had saved her, and he found things interesting like sadism interesting like her. She had been accustomed to her parents curelity, during her maturing years and also took enjoyment on the other side of it; sadism and masochism. She couldn't go to sleep now-- she just found her self biting on her hand again to get the laughing to stop.

[ So sorry-- power went out </3 ]
 
Freddy looked down at Summer and smiled. "Trouble sleeping?" He asked as he kissed her forehead. He remembered when they first met, she seemed so lonely. Seeing her pale skin, he knew she did't get out much, but it struck him as odd that she didn't really talk to anyone. She was beautiful, she should have guys trying to hit on her. He talked to her and quickly got to know her. Then he got the courage to ask her out, and ever since then, she's been clinging to him. It's understandable since she's been sheltered and abused, and he had no problem with it.

Freddy wasn't as pale as Summer, but he was still very white. He was always seen as very creepy, even among his friends. Collecting different knives, dissecting dead animals he found, always reading gruesome murder novels. Now he's found his perfect girl, with Summer's sadism and masochism, he could do almost whatever he wants with her, and she'd love it.
 
She nodded-- she didn't like sleeping. It was always bad unless it was a sound sleep. She bit the tip of her finger and used her free hand to feel his chest up his shirt. In a way, she was still a child in some areas. She didn't have a wide vocabulary, or place words in correct orders sometimes-- she hadn't attended normal schooling because she was 'not ready for school'. Her parents had taught her, what little they were willing to. She didn't know what common things were like vacuums or computers, because she hadn't been let out of her room much. At least, not until she met Freddy anyway. She had requested him to bring her books, and so when he would come over he would sneak them. She excelled in mathematics, and eventually human psyche. She loved learning about the human mind-- plotting few details up until her captors death.

The human mind could be manipulated so easily-- and was all too vulnerable. Ego gave it too many weaknesses. She released her occupied hand and raised up his shirt. She could feel his heart beat, and she traced her lips against his pecks.
 
Summer looked so adorable to him. He held her a little tighter, pulling her body closer to his. He then pressed his lips against her neck and began kissing it. The kisses began to turn to licking, and quickly turned to him biting down on her neck. He knew she loved it when he hurt her, but it was always biting and smacking, he never did anything extreme on her. He always saw her as too vulnerable for that, which was odd since she was a crazed killer. Feeling her kisses against his chest began to tickle a bit. "Since you're not tired, then do you want to get to work, or just have some fun between us?" He smiled, knowing she loved to kill, but he also knew she was a freak during sex.
 
She groaned lightly once-- it was always a tease when he bit LIGHTLY. She sighed, flustered and irritated at the same time. She was sensitive to a few things, but she would let him know it was alright to do things a bit harder-- a bit meaner. "Isn't it the same thing?" she asked as her hand scratched across his chest-- eyes lighting up to the sight of his skin turn red and irritated at the scratch marks she had created, only to repeat it again. The car wasn't by far enough room to do anything fun on the level she had in mind-- and then suggested "I saw an Inn on the road we just passed.." That would give them enough space, and maybe a unsuspecting victim or two.
 
"Hmmm, we could always get a room for us." He smiled, seeing her eyes light up. He never bothered to check, but he figured his body was covered in scratches from her, but he never cared. Whatever pleased her made him happy. He then moved to the front of the car and got it started. He backed up to the main road and headed back to the inn they passed. Pulling into the parking lot, he turned off the car and looked back at Summer. "Well, lets get us a room. Hopefully we'll find someone to have our fun with." He knew she'd love the thought of that. Even if they couldn't find anyone, they'd at least have their fun.
 
She giggled again, holding her hands and bouncing up and down in her seat. She was all excited and in a tizzy now. She anxiously looked out the window-- the climbing thought of having a Fun Night. She sighed and rested her head on the headrest available-- eyes closed. She crossed her legs, the thoughts and images were the culprit of her beginning of becoming wet. She sighed again and opened her eyes, smiling again and opening the door. She looked at the door numbers, sliding her hand against each door. Passing 1...then 2....3....eventually up to 6. She stopped and kept her hand on the door giggling once. She tapped it once lightly with the tips of her fingers, they had only put one lock on-- the sliding chain one.

She opened the door slightly, the little chain being the restraint from the outside and the room inside. Someone had already beat them to messing up the sheets-- a couple was too busy having boring average sex to even notice she was looking in. She laughed once at the woman's moaning, and stepped aside, letting Freddy see it. "They took our bed." she pouted teasingly-- she didn't usually like having sex on beds. She loved it right there on the floor or sometimes tables.
 
((sorry, had to go to work))

Freddy entered the room to see the couple. They were really into it, they didn't even notice them come in. "I bet our sex is hotter." He whispered to Summer. It was obvious. They were in paradise when they had sex, going all around the room, knocking things down, and abusing each other. He wasn't too big on bed, although they were nice every once in a while. He preferred the bath tub, or shower, or pool, or lake, or puddle of blood. Basically anything that got them even more wet. He pulled his favorite pocket knife with a jagged edge, and got it ready. "You want to let them know we are here, or should we just surprise them?" He normally did what he felt like, but tonight, he felt like spoiling Summer.
 
((No worries, lovely.))

She looked through crack of the door, tilting her head to the left and just watched for a minuet. Normally she would consider any sort of fucking to be interesting, or even artistic-- with the right partners. By the heels and fishnets and less attractive male partner, she was a prostitute and obviously a bad actress. She slipped her hand through the crack and removed the chain, letting the door open. Since she got to pick, which was an oddity, she would be quiet-- and just watch. There was always a fire-axe available somewhere, especially motels. She had taken the axe from the fire emergency tools at the front gate. She just wanted it done-- not really caring how discreet they were. She took his hand and walked inside, closing [and locking] the door behind them.
 
Freddy followed Summer into the room, then watched her lock them in. He then wrapped his arms around Summer and leaned on her. "You know, watching them is starting to turn me on. Wanna just kill them so we can have our sex?" He chuckled as he kissed her cheek. He knew he wasn't as twisted as her, but then again, he wasn't abused his whole life like she was. The couple then noticed them and stopped what they were doing to cover up.

"W-what are you doing here? Get the hell out!" The man shouted as the woman looked scared. She knew from the look in Summer's eyes that this wasn't going to end well. The man tried to act aggressive, but it was easy to see that he was just as scared. Freddy revealed his knife and threw himself at the man. He stabbed him in the chest, then slit his throat, blood pouring all over the bed. In the man's final moments, Freddy used his knife and stabbed the man in the eye socket. More blood pouring out as the man screamed in pain as he breathed his final breath. The woman screamed as she ran for the bathroom trying to escape her doom.
 
She watched, sitting on the sofa as Freddy mercilessly ruined his victim-- curling her fingers around her own axe and watched the beautiful ritual that they shared take place. The screams and sounds turned deaf on her-- it was perfectly quiet, with the exception of her own heartbeat that had picked up in speed upon the sight of the wonderful gift Freddy was giving her. She sighed and ran her palm down the edge of the Axe, freeing the red blood to continue down her fingers. She saw the girl run into the bathroom and lock the door. She stood up and followed her in, kicking the door in and stepped inside-- deaf to the screams and brought down the axe into her chest, repeatedly releasing pools of blood that poured out into the main room.

The screams had stopped and she stepped out of the bath tub, creaking the half way opened door open and inhaled once-- eyes dilated and placed a bloody hand on the door way, leaning against it for support in danger that she possibly might fall over from the high. She quietly laughed once and didn't even pay attention to her blood soaked clothes and immedatily dropped the axe. She grabbed Freddy from behind and locked a leg around him, pulling him off the bed and wrestling him to the blood covered ground.
 
Freddy quickly fell to the ground, with Summer on top of him. He quickly rolled over, being on top of her, splashing blood over her. He then began to pull off her top, revealing her breasts. He then slid his hands down her pants and panties and began rubbing her pussy. Noticing it was already soaked in her juices. He then kissed her, sliding his tongue around the inside of her mouth. "God, you're really horny from the killing, aren't you." He laughed, knowing she didn't need to answer. He loved it when she was like this.

He then began to roll around some more, covering their bodies in blood. As he kissed her, he pulled her pants and panties down, revealing her naked body to be covered in blood. He then began to lick the blood off her, licking her body getting a taste of a mix between blood and her sweat.
 
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