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May Your Blood Drip...Drip...Drip (Malomyotismon&SHARPii)

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Jan 9, 2009
Location
On my knees, in between his legs.
Icy blue eyes flashed over to the rear view mirror to make sure they hadn’t been followed. They went from stealing car to car to never get tailed, they went from city to city, never staying for more than three days. Three days because all it took was three days for them to cause some sort of chaos or calamity. They didn’t do it on purpose. It was simply a desire. They liked to play and they tended to take things to a far more drastic end. It always resulted in the end of someone’s life. But that’s why they were perfect for each other. He’d die for her and he knew she’d do the same. She was his world and together, they could live their little fucked up worlds with each other.

Fifteen states wanted them either dead or alive, it didn’t matter. The number was always increasing daily. It started out just in one state, their hometown state. That’s when they booked it and every state they had been to since, it racked up. Deaths happened. He couldn’t count how many cities or towns in one state they caused mayhem in. Yet with his brains and her beauty, they were unstoppable. He was clever, smart, really good with numbers and was usually always ten steps ahead. Ten was the safe umber. Any more was just perfect luck. Anything less, they would cut it really close. So far, they were fine. They would always be on the run but the way he saw it was they were living their dream of traveling. Seeing places, doing what they wanted and no one could tell them no. He wanted to give the woman he loved everything she wanted. His fucked up little angel.

Strong hands rested casually at the top of the steering wheel and his body lounged back in his seat. Not a bead of sweat out of nervousness or fear was on him. The only sweat on him was because of the fact the car he stole had a broken AC and it was the middle of the summer heat down south where they were driving. Their last stop was Memphis, Tennessee. He was trying to get her to the Big Apple now.

His eyes looked over to her and his right hand moved off the steering wheel and over her leg, giving a gentle squeeze. “I know it’s hot baby. Once this car runs out, I’ll find us a better one. One with air.” His hand moved to her cheek and he stroked it, the rough calluses on his fingers adding a something extra to the entire touch. “I promise.”

“But if you see anyone to pass your time with, let me know.” The tall, black haired young man grinned a toothy grin to the love of his life and his hand traveled back down to her leg, rubbing it gently. “Driving can get boring. Sitting in a car for hours can be even worse. What do you say to some entertainment?” What could he say? He was sick. He was a killer. And he had cravings. The craving he always had? To see the look in her eyes when she did her thing. It was the most beautiful thing in the world to Sullivan Grant.
 
A couple of emerald green eyes looked through the windshield, not caring if they got followed as they had never been caught. Her love would make quick work of confusing the fuzz. Incredibly enough, the now sexy and mercyless girl who sat next to a serial killer was once a shy and kind girl whose plans were to get to college and graduate as a doctor. Heck, she even read book after book of medicine while she was in high school, even though college was far away from her grasp. However, that was when everything de-railed. That's when she met him. When everything changed....when her mind snapped in two at the most handsome boy she had ever seen in her life. Just that one word..."H-Hello," when she first met him was enough to turn that pinky girl to a mercyless killer.

From that point on, they both dropped high school and thus, she abandoned all hopes of becoming a doctor; at the cost of something: living with the love of her life and follow all his steps. It was worth the try...the try? It was worth the life with him at all costs. Nevertheless, they were against all odds: he was broke and she had been kicked out of her own place by her parents. So they resolved doing something: robbing as a way of living. "Robbing? Sulley...i-i'm not sure..." Those words, 'I'm not sure' were never heard coming out from her mouth never again. She willingly hoped in a robbed car, stole all the cash inside and made their way throughout the city. The first thing they did was a mini-killing spree against all their high-school enemies. 10 people were found tortured and killed...10 teens...Escaping Texas was their only hope, given how harsh their rules were.

Lillith Aensland laid her head to the side and looked through the windshield as she looked with a hopeless stare outside. The hand on her uncovered thigh and the way the heat was slowly raising only made her sweat more. As far as they plan had gone, their next stop was The Big Apple, and nothing would stop them...they'd make sure and quick work of it.

"Hot? Baby...hot? I'm meltin' here. You really thought about which car to rob?" she asked with a smile. She was never angry at her, she had never shown any despiseful behaviour towards him in her life. But being inside a confined space where just touching the plastic would melt yourself was quite pissing.

His proposal to try and find someone to have fun was quite amusing. She didn't move as he touched her skin, which made her stomach flutter and her cheeks get more red. She placed one of her pale hands on top of his and caressed it as they passed by a Gas Station. It was closed and a man was standing outside, obviously he was left stranded since his vehicle was totaled. "Hmmm...baby...that man there. Smells like death, doesn't it?" she asked. She was willing to tear him apart, but she would have to wait for his approval. Lillith had beautiful red hair that fell down to her hips, C cup breasts and wide hips that toned her beautiful and slender body. She had several freckles on her face that dissapeared when she blushed.
 
A cheeky grin spread over his handsome face that was showing signs of a small shadow appearing on his face. He was usually always so kept clean and shaven. These past few days, well he hadn’t gotten the chance. Making sure they didn’t caught was a lot more important than keeping himself groomed enough. It’s not like he had a full beard. No, not even. Just a bit of stubble on his so clean face, making a huge difference and giving him that ruggedly handsome look. He pulled it off well. Especially with his choice in shirt and ripped jeans. He certainly didn’t look like a killer. Hell, he certainly didn’t dress like one. That’s threw everyone off. They both didn’t look like they would ever hurt a fly. Yet he got off on it.

“Yeah, I like you sweaty though baby.” His hand suggestively moved up higher on her leg, purposely too but he didn’t take it farther than that. Not right now at least. He settled his hand back down at her knee where he kept it there, as if staking his claim. She was his. All his. He didn’t share her. He simply marveled at how far she came. She did this with him, for him and he loved her even more for that.

As he passed by a gas station, he saw as well and his lips twitched in a smirk and he flashed his beloved Lillith a grin. “Mm, most indeed.” He turned and he pulled into the drive of the gas station, stopping his car beside the poor guy stranded. He rolled his window down and leaned his head out. “Hey man, you alright? Need a ride?” He glanced at the gas left on the car. Perfect. Enough for a death. Enough to leave a message to whoever finds this car. They’d know who it was. He and Lillith always left their mark. A tortured and mangled body, dead. That was their mark. The first thing you saw was the torture. That’s what they did. Tortured and killed. She tortured, he killed. And it wasn’t quick either. He killed slowly, as slowly as she tortured.

The guy watched the car pass by and just as it was about to turn in, he got up about to wave it down. Then it stopped for him and hope rushed through him. He walked to it after grabbing his bag and running his hand over his slightly dirty face. He had been in kind of a wreck after all. “Yeah thanks man.” The back doors unlocked and the unnamed stranger got into the back seat, putting his backpack beside him. Sullivan took a look at the back and then he looked to his beloved girlfriend, squeezing her knee, grinning ear to ear as he pulled from the gas station and out into the open road once more.

“Where are you headed stranger?”
“This direction you’re going. I’m about forty minutes away. If you two don’t mind. I can give you money.”
“Not needed at all.” He said softly. “What’s your name?”
“Mercer Bishop.” Yeah, he knew it was a weird name too.
“A pleasure to make your acquaintance Mercer.”
“Likewise. What are your names?” He asked.
Sullivan just grinned a knowing grin and shook his head. He knew how to do it too. A few miles down the road, he acted as if he ran over a nail and made the car start to bump a bit until he pulled to the side and pt his car in park.

“You have a flat?” Mercer asked.
Sullivan looked back at him and he smirked. “No.” He then looked to Lillith and kissed her cheek. “He’s all yours baby.”
 
While Lillith actually cared about their look, she couldn't help but get aroused at their sweaty state and how unshaved he was. But that look on his face...that smirk with his minute beard...how couldn't she love him? Gladly, she was him. She was completely submissive to him. She was his property, and he absolutely owned her. They weren't married, but she devoted her life to his will, and his single touch made her insides melt completely. Maybe he was an absolute and sick freak like she was, but he was excellent and loving when it came to sex.

Hearing his approval to that stranded guy, Lillith placed a kiss on his lips and just waited for her boyfriend to do the foreplay. Mercer Bishop was the name of the poor and kind-hearted boy. However, after she read exactly 27 books of Anatomy and preparation to be a doctor, she was already one. She had learned everything she need to know, and she had lost the feeling of compassion.

After hearing her lover signal her to proceed, she turned around and looked at Mercer. "Mercer...i'm sorry...well, i am truly not. As a doctor, you lose mercy and the feeling of sadness." Lillith moved to the back seat and straddled his hips, their bodies pressed as she took a modified blood pressure test and stick it inside his pants and to his testicles, then she started to compress them. "Your nerves will slowly start to crush and your testicles will explode. If you fail to die in a shock of pain, Sulley will take care."
 
Mercer looked to both of them with alarm, not understanding. He tried for the doors but the moment he did, they locked and he looked back at them. “What’s going on?” He asked, panic evident in his voice. Sullivan simply grinned and he turned a blind eye, starting the car up again and once his beautiful little freak was in the back with their latest victim, he put the car into drive and started driving once more.

When she came into his lap, he swallowed hard, his hands resting at his sides, he not wanting to touch her. He watched her take the device and his eyes widened in alarm. His hands came to try and stop her but she already had the device around him and he felt the pressure. His muscles and veins in his neck stretched and strained and he groaned. Sure, he got hard at first but then the pain came. His hands moved to her hips to try and push her off of him. “Please…” He choked out desperately, looking up at her, his eyes meeting hers.

The pain increased and he couldn’t keep himself quiet. He was crying, begging for her to let him go. His strength was leaving him as the pressure built up in his balls and he threw his head back, groaning deeply. “Fuck!” He cried out in the most vicious pain ever and then his body went limp. His jeans were soaked in his blood, showing through and he was still breathing. His eyes were closed and he was just barely alive. Sullivan took that as his sign and he pulled over again and shut the car off. He got out, the door shutting behind him and at his side, he held a jagged knife that he made himself, sharpened daily and was already tinted red on the silver blade from the many lives he took with it. He opened the back passenger door and stuck his head in. “Good girl.” He stroked Lillith’s hair and then leaned in, kissing her deeply, a fiery and passionate kiss before pulling back. “Come on out baby. Once I finish him, I need you.” He spoke so huskily, his lips lingering near hers before he grabbed the guy and pulled him out after Lillith got off of him and he threw him up against the back of the car. He cut his shirt open with the knife and ran the blade along his pale chest, trailing it down to his blood soaked jeans.

“You pissed yourself.” He teased snidely. Mercer whimpered, breathing heavily. “Please…” He rasped.
“Please what?”
At this point, he wanted to die. To make the pain go away. “Please, kill me.” He begged.
“In time.” He cut his jeans open and sliced off his penis, grinning from ear to ear as the boy screamed, his blood dripping out of him like a river.

He pushed the blade into his flesh, just above where his penis once was and impaled the knife into him. He screamed again as Sullivan dragged the knife up, basically cutting him up open. His blood splashed everywhere until he reached the top and it was just dripping out of him, flowing like molten lava until Mercer’s breaths, pleas and screams stopped altogether. Sullivan watched as the life left his eyes and he smirked.

Leaving his body there, he went to the driver’s side and opened the door, dumping the bloodied knife on the seat. He then shut it and went to the back and pulled Lillith out. After shutting that door, he pinned her up against the car door, her back to him and he kissed her neck feverishly. “I love watching you kill baby. It’s so fucking sexy.” He groaned, pressing his groin into her backside so she’d know just how hard he was by the things she did. “I’m gonna fuck you Lillith. Are you ready?” He asked as he started undressing her viciously. He had times when he was gentle and times when he went savage. Now was one of those times he went savage.
 
Lillith watched in delight as the pressure applied to his testicles made the scrotum break and finally the testicles exploded. Not only the main was massive, due to his nerves breaking and aching, but also the blood that flowed out of his lower part was colossal. She had tortured before, but she had never used other person's genitals to make quick work of her vandalism.

The way he placed his hand on her hips made her bite her lip as it only remembered her of how Sulley made love to her. But he was way too weak to make use of force to get the beautiful girl on top of him get off. When his body went lip under her grip, she grinned and took the device away. "Sorry sweetie. You just turned out to appear in the wrong place at the wrong time," she told Mercer with an evil grin.

Happily, she got out of the car as Sulley took out the helpless victim and chopped his member off. "Wow....Poor guy. You won't fuck not even in hell," she said with a laugh and walked to the side as Mercer was literally gutted to death. His intestines came out and she stomped on them, making them explode as her leg up to her knee got stained in blood. "Eugh....victim's blood." She had once tasted Sulley's blood, and it was delicious, but she didn't stand the filthy blood of those who weren't her boyfriend.

A sweet moan escaped her mouth as she felt herself pressed to the car's door as his hard member inside his pants were pressing to her buttocks. The kiss he placed on her neck was enough to make her moan even louder. "Ahhhh....baby...seeing you gut people only makes me hornier..." she whispered. When he told her he was going to fuck her, she nodded and grinned. She knew this was going to be some savage and wild sex, unlike the times when they rested in a hotel and he made love to her. "Yes baby...fuck me! Fuck me!" she moaned, turning to look at him and she kissed his lips with love. She was more than wet already.
 
He had her right where he wanted her to be. Before him, pressed to the car and her body his to enjoy as he pleased. His hands slid down her bare hips after he pushed her shorts and her panties down and he lifted her shirt a little bit to kiss up her spine. “Hmm, you taste so good baby. You always do.” He lightly nipped her skin before his hands left her body and he worked to undo his jeans enough to slid them down a bit and let his hard cock free, it springing against her cute little bottom. He wedged it in between her ass cheeks and his hands moved to her hips. “Can you feel me?” He bit her ear, moving his hips just enough to let her feel him against her.

His hand traveled over her front, cupping her bare pussy and his thumb rolled over her slit, parting the fold to find her clit and when he did, he started to rub her. Sullivan ran his tongue along her neck and bit down on it gently and then harder, hard enough to leave a mark for a few days. She was his, just as he’d always be hers. That’s how it was meant to be and that’s how it always would be. Two outcasts in the same school, having been bullied heavily and what did they do? Took matters into their own hands and now the world was their oyster.

He couldn’t wait anymore. Sullivan needed to be inside of her and as much as he adored to play her and tease her and drive her mad with passion and lust in bed, he needed her right now. He always took her after a murder. With his hand, he guided his stiff member from behind inside of her and once his head pushed through the entrance, with a quick thrust of his hips, he slammed himself home, deep inside of her and groaned deeply. “Yes.” He whispered into her ear, licking the outer shell of it. Then he pulled back and thrust back in. Slow, hard thrusts until his pace quickened.
 
Lillith was submitted to him completely. She was with her back, a smirk on her face as he lowered her shorts she always used and her panties to her knees, letting him see her shaved and, overused by him, pussy. "I...I do? I do taste...good...like your lips do, baby..." she moaned, the way his lips touched her skin made her shiver in pleasure. She wasn't shy...at all. Not even timid. But when he took her, all that savageness that invaded her when comitting a crime dissapeared and she turned into a sweet girl who loved him.

When he brushed her clit with his fingers, her mouth let out a sweet moan and she tilted her head backwards. The bite didn't hurt...strangely enough. The bite made her moan even louder as he marked her territory. She was his, completely his property. When the world spit at them, they resurfaced and took revenge into their own hands. That's what the world get. People confused their shyness and silence with weakness. They didn't speak what they were going to do...

His warm tongue in her ear and his member inside her womanhood was the last she needed as she pressed her back to his chest and moaned in pleasure. Not far, only a few meters, the body of the dead Mercer laid there. His penis cut off. That's right...the only one with a penis near Lillith was her boyfriend, and that would always be the same. The way he thrusted inside her pussy slow and then fast made her moan louder. "Ahhh...Sulley! Mmmm...baby...please!"
 
His breathing came ragged, harsh and erratic the faster and wilder his hips pumped. His front slammed into her backside, shaking him to his core of his entire being and vibrating against her. His hands moved to rest on the car above her head and he groaned deeply, loudly even and let himself be lost inside of her. “Cum for me Lillith. Cum for me.” He bit out through grit teeth in a deep guttural moan as his hops kept savagely hitting against her delicious rump.

“Fuck.” He wasn’t going to be able to wait or hold off if he kept it at this pace. He slowed down a little bit but didn’t make his thrusts any less hard or rough, if anything, they were rougher. He was so close, he could feel it in his balls. He was going to cum but he needed her to cum first. He loved how it always felt when she’d clamp down around him and milk him for all he had, inside of her and deeply.

Sullivan loved when she said his name, moaned his name or screamed his name. His hand moved to the back of her hair and he tugged, tilting her head back to savagely attack her neck with kisses. "Scream my name baby. Scream my name." he groaned into her eat, biting the lobe ever so gently. His other hand on the car came down around her hip, gripping it tightly, his nails digging in a bit. His cock throbbed inside of her. She would be able to feel it.
 
Lillith bucked her hips as he savagely assaulted her womanhood. She clearly felt how his groin slammed into her buttcheeks as his member sank entirely inside her and reached her cervix, pressing inside the entrance to her womb. "I'll do...do th-that f-for you..baby..." she moaned, gripping the car's door as her moans of pleasure invaded the route. She couldn't just keep the moans inside her throat, her owner should know of them.

However, she could feel how he was ready to blow when his moves ceased to go fast but they remained rough, the way his member throbbed inside her womanhood was what she needed to drive her off the edge. "AHHHHH! GOSH! OH GOD! SULLEY! SULLEY MY LOVE!!!!!" she moaned really loud and held the hand that holding her as she dug her nails inside his hand, her walls tightening around him as she felt wave after wave of pleasure course throughout her body as she laid her head on the roof of the car, letting his kiss.

What was more interesting, was that neither of them used any protection at all, not even pills. It was a miracle she hadn't gotten pregnant yet. She wouldn't mind it, as her killing spree would still continue.
 
He felt her begin to clench and clamp down around him and it made him still for a moment, allowing him to relish in that feeling of her milking him oh so gloriously. He then continued his thrusts, starting to thrust faster like he had been previously before he slowed down. He knew she was cumming, or at least very close to it and that meant, he could soon release deep inside of her, filling her to the brim with his hot cum.

His lips found her neck once more, kissing along it, biting it, leaving more marks, sucking on it and covering her neck in hickies, so the world knew she was taken and his. He groaned into her ear, a deep but soft guttural moan as the first waves of her orgasm hit her, impacting his steel rod deep inside of her and reverberating deep inside of him, straight to his balls as well. “Fuck.” He whispered on a raspy and shaky breath. All it took was three more thrusts, three more deep, hard and slow thrusts and then he still inside of her.

His head threw back and his eyes clenched shut, his hand in her hair moving down to grasp her hip with his other hand and his nails dug into her supple flesh. He filled her to the brim with his cum, some even dripping out as he still filled her. His body leaned into hers when he finished and he breathed deeply and erratically against her skin, kissing, licking and tasting. “I love you Lillith.”
 
Lillith love how his member kept thrusting in and out, even though her walls had tightened and were milking his shaft for the very last seed of his delicious gravy. Lillith loved how he had never pulled, not even when he took her virginity. He had always reached the entrance of her womb and emptied his tank inside his property.

As he kissed her more and more, and bit her to let everyone know who the boyfriend of this girl was, she moaned his name. The way his hand held her hips and pulled her towards to slam his groin to her backside.

The moment he came inside her tight little womanhood and filled her to the brim, her eyes opened wide and she orgasmed for a second time. His cum dripped down her thighs, leaving them stained, and down to her panties, soaking them. Hearing him saying those words made her smiled and she tilted her head backwards, kissing his cheek as she dug her nails on the hands that held her hips. "I love you more baby...my Sulley...and i'm your Lilly."
 
He smiled at her and kissed her cheek so lovingly and tenderly, a complete opposite to how he just handled her. "Come on, we have a drive to make." He pulled out of her slowly and he put his now semi-softened cock into his pants before buttoning up and zipping up. He helped her get her panties a nd her shorts back, doing them up for her and he placed a kiss to her shoulder before taking her hand and leading her to the passenger side of the door. He let her in and shut the door after she was well tucked in before he took the dead body and dumped it off the car, leaving streaks of blood in its wake. He didn't care. They would get a new car soon. One more victim and steal their car. It was perfect.

Sullivan climbed into the car, shut the door and buckled up, before starting the car and he drove on. He kept his eyes set out on any cars that came by because then he'd put his plan into effect. He was a big fan of convoys. It meant a lot of people, a lot of potential cars and a lot more victims to add to their list, simply for their own gain. Let the games begin. His hand found its place on her bare knee and he squeezed. "Keep your eyes open baby. We need to find our next victim. And a new car."
 
Lillith looked at him as he spoke and nodded, she was really exhausted, but yet she would carry on. As soon as he removed his cock from her womanhood, all the huge ammount of cym he had release stayed inside, one could see all the cum without even having to spread her pussy lips. With his help, she got her cum-stained panties back on and her shorts, her inner thighs still had some drops of cum. She sat back inside the passenger seat and smirked as she touched her pussy, she loved the feeling of it being full of cum.

Lillith saw him removed the dick-less body and laid back on the seat with a smile, then caressed his hand on her knee. "I love you, Sulley...have you ever thought of getting me pregnant?" she asked before he pointed out that they needed a car. Just then, as route curved, a van appeared and three boys were outside, one was peeing, the other was getting drunk and the other getting high. "T-there!"

(Maybe one of the boys can beat her up and try to rape her to unleash Sulley's true protective side.)
 
[Of course! ^^]

He drove hardly when she pointed and he grinned. One was pissing, the other was clearly drunk and the other was getting high. Easy targets in his opinion but that didn’t matter. It also just meant that they were going to be messy and dirty to kill which made it even better. He didn’t like to drink blood or consume it. He liked tasting Lillith’s blood or feeding her his. Not like a drink. Little drops here and there. It was like bringing them eternally closer because they tasted each other’s blood. But otherwise, he didn’t like blood like that.

He pulled the car over and put the car into park before turning the engine off. He got out of the car and he leaned back in to smile at his darling angel. “Alright baby, they’re all yours. I’ll finish up in the end okay?” He smirked and he pulled back and put his sunglasses back on, leaning against the side of his car and to watch her.

The three guys all looked when Sullivan pulled up but their eyes were on the girl, the really pretty and beautiful girl. The guy who was relieving himself finished, stuffed his penis into his pants before zipping back up, being even more gross and simply rubbing his hands on his jeans. “You guys lost?” the one who peed asked and Sullivan’s lip twitched as he was trying to repress a smirk. “Not one bit.”

This made the guys look confused and when Lillith would eventually get out of the car, the guys wolf-whistled. “Who is she and where can I get some of that?” The guy in the front asked as he stepped to her. The other followed, one stumbling, clearly being drunk and the other with his eyes blood red shot. He was clearly high.
 
Lillith chewed on her lower lip and smiled as her boyfriend pulled over to the trio of partying dumbasses. She knew they could take them with ease, but for some reason she thought she wouldn't be able to handle the situation. She kissed his lips before stepping out of the car with a knife hidden under the sleeve.

Lillith had a slight difficulty when she walked, mostly because he had fucked her so hard and came so much she was really sensitive. But she still tried her best to do her mission.

When they complimented her, she blushed softly and tucked a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear. Then, without a warning, she stabbed forward but she moaned, losing balance and falling to her knees, she only stabbed the foot of the boy was peeing. She had brushed with high her sensitive pussy, which made her lose balance. She looked at his bloodied foot and smirked.
 
He watched and he grinned. That grinned faded however when she moaned and fell. Still though, seeing where her knife plunged and the piercing scream that came from the lad, he grinned again, waiting.

”Fuck!” He yelled when she stabbed his foot and he saw as blood seeped through the shoe and started to pool around. “You fucking bitch!” Then he hit her with the back of his hand and it was definitely more than a little slap. It’d bruise her cheek. This had Sullivan clenching his jaw, he could have shattered through his own teeth.

The other two men came and they huddled around her, grabbing her off the ground and pinned her to the door of their truck. The guy with the bloodied foot now, he limped over after pulling the knife from his shoe and he held it in his hand, glaring at her. He ran the blade over her now exposed stomach from when they ripped her shirt off and he leaned into her. “Fucking. Bitch.” He hissed and then cut her shorts open, then her panties and he dropped the blade behind him. He undid his pants and his friends held her tighter against the door and he lifted her legs and forced them around his waist, before plunging his cock into her. He groaned at how easy of a fit and looked down seeing white oozing out of her. He thought he just came but then it clicked. “You’re a fucking slut aren’t you?” He grinned. “You’re full of cum. Dirty, dirty, dirty whore.” He whispered and he pumped his hips forward, more like surged them forward and filled her deeper, smirking.

Then all of a sudden, he went deathly still before his body fell back, his eyes rolled to the back of his head before the knife came down and slashed down on his throat, killing him instantly if he was still alive after having a knife stab him in his asshole. Sullivan stood there with his bangs over his eyes and his eyes looking deadly as he regarded the two of them. “Let. Her. Go.” His voice was so threatening that the two guys immediately let her go but he watched as Lillith fell to the floor. This only made him even more mad as he started walking to the two men, who were backing up. Then they turned and started to run.

Sullivan pulled a gun and he shot both of them right in the head, their bodies dropping like flies. Then he approached them and he began his work of severely mutilating them so that the only way they would be identifiable was by their teeth records. He gouged their eyes out, shoved them up their asses, then he cut off their dicks and shoved them down their throats before slitting their throats and doing a worse job on them then the last victim. When he was done with their bodies, or what was left, he got up and went to the other. He had his gun still in his hand and he fired shots until the guy’s face was full of lead before pushing his gun back into his back pocket. Then he shoved the knife into the guy’s penis and left it there before rushing to Lillith.

He cradled her into his arms and nuzzled her neck. “I’m so sorry baby. I’m sorry I didn’t stop them early enough.” His voice was laced with contempt and regret. He loved her so much. So much that when she was in pain, he was in pain.
 
Lillith whimpered softly as they took her to the truck, the arrogant smirk of having pierced his foot was erased as they undressed her completely against her will. She tried to fight but she couldn't, she was really weak when it came to hand-to-hand combat. She cried softly as the limp guy stuck his member up her cum-filled womanhood and blood came out, along with her boyfriend's cum. The insults he told her quite hurt her, but when he came inside her, she started to cry.
Then, all she saw were the three bodies completely slaughtered in really gruesome ways and she forced a smile. "It's ok baby....just don't leave me again...." she cried softly on his chest as they had just gotten a new car.
 
His hand was in her hair, stroking it and he kissed her forehead. "Never again. I promise." He whispered before he lifted them both up from the ground and he rounded the truck and deposited her very carefully in the front seat. He made quick time of transferring all their things to the truck bed and then pulled out a blanket for her where he wrapped up her in it before fastening her seat belt. He pressed a kiss to her lips and then her forehead before wiping her tear stained cheeks. Having already pocketed the keys of that truck after mutilating those bodies, he then got into the driver's seat and started the car. He skidded as he pressed down hard on the accelerator, driving over the remains of all the bodies purposely before driving off, speeding off more like it. Now, time to New York and no more stops.

"If we had a baby," he began, breaking the silence and answering her previous question. "Would you want a boy or a girl?"
 
Lillith smiled and hugged him tightly as he picked herup and placed her naked form inside the truck and enveloped her in a blanket. She leaned to the side and laid her head on his shoulder as he kissed her. But then he brought back that question. "A...girl...i'd love to have a girl and call her Cassie." Having a baby with him was something that had thrilled her long time, and she was rooting for it already. But it would be a bit hard. They didn't worry about sex, as he would be turned on just by looking at her belly. The problem was how would they have it.
 
He smiled thoughtfully at her after she said that, amazed that she would actually want children. His demeanor completely changed on the subject of possibly having a baby girl, especially a cute little baby girl with Lillith’s stunning blonde hair and eyes named Cassie. She’d be his second little angel, his ultimate first will always be Lillith. “Do you want to have a baby Lillith?” He asked so sincerely, intimately and lovingly, his hand carefully leaving the steering wheel and placing over her knee, rubbing it soothingly.
 
Lillith looked at him and smiled as she thought of the baby they could have. He would be so perfect with his handsome feautures...and hers too. A cute angel...a baby girl. "Yes, Sulley. I really want your baby...i love you a lot and i want your baby girl," she whispered ever so lovely as she rubbed the hand on her little knee and intertwined his fingers with it. However, that wouldn't stop their killing spree. Just cripple them a bit as she wouldn't want to lose her baby.
 
He looked first down at their hands with her hand over his and he smiled softly. “Then I think, my dear Lillith, w should have a baby.” He said softly, kissing her hand. After some time, he broke the silence once more and looked over to her. “You’ve seen the show Dexter, right? Or at least heard of it?”
 
Lillith smiled and kissed his lips, glad the they were having a baby. And then he asked something about a tv show. "D-Dexter? Yes, i've heard of it," she told him. She only remembered that Dexter had a baby in that seires, and he was a serial killer. "If you are thinking what i am thinking, then it might work."
 
He smiled broadly, glad to hear that she had an inkling of what he was talking about. "What if we changed our direction in our killing?" He asked softly. "From my understanding of the show, he's a serial killer of serial killers. He kills only the bad ones, the bad souls, that shouldn't plague or walk this Earth." He explained. "I don't know much of anything else. But if we did that, not only might we be able to stay out of trouble but we could have a family." He caressed her knee gently. "By day, we go by an alias to protect our family and children. By night, we're Sullivan and Lillith, exterminating one bad killer, rapist or any bad soul in our gruesome way. Take the death penalty in our hands."
 
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