painandtruth:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

Would you help me find my knife?

When you find it you can have me. 

-slowly walks towards her; Don’t move… don’t speak… -when he reaches her he bends down, picking up the knife that lay on the ground between her feet. As he stood, he dragged the chilled metal up her calf and inner thigh;

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