And I felt him, as he lay down beside me seeking the heat of my body , the comfort he knew he would get . The comfort he needed. He drew me close to feel the softness of my skin. The sweetness of my smell. And at that moment all he needed was me , entirely. Skin to bone , body and soul. I felt all these with heart joyously satisfied that I was what he wanted and I had all he needed. Envisioning my aftermath, I lead him on. Mine was to give a peaceful death, my only contentment. And with ease and thoughtful movements I turned to face him , welcoming his hot breath to my face, desire was all it whispered. He needed passion I was more, I was intense.
He was different for he took his time. He was better than good and I wished for a second to keep him but just for a second. We huffed and puffed, moans and groans, every drop of sweat was worth it. Maybe he would be happy after death or not. I cared less. In revenge I will be complete , thinking how he paid without knowing and how he still will pay. He doesn't remember but once raped always raped . He stole my soul and now, his is mine to take. He started it all , the anguish and pain caused will now be his to swallow and slowly I reach down sensing he was close to bliss reached for his "precious " and sliced it up!!!
Oh ! it felt good, the warm blood that gushed out and into my hands, I was mad with joy, eyes blazing, excitement made my skin burn as I locked into his eyes and saw realization dawn on them . How reversed our situation was now . And as he fell I climaxed, his remains still in me, savoring every moment till the end,
Then I turned and kissed his lifeless body. My satisfaction reduced because the shock got him first . But still was contented to lie in his pool of blood as it soaked the bed .
written by: Awonaike Seyi.
