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“All right. For now, I want to play.” Ze walked over to the cabinet and removed his toy box and opened it, pulling out a scalpel. He also put on a face guard, but that was it. He returned to Lindsay and sat down on his lap and grabbed the man’s hair. “I’m not going to gag you, because I want to hear you scream. I didn’t gag your son when I started torturing him either.”

“You’ll get yours one day,” the man growled.

“Maybe… but not today.”

“You’re sick.”

Ze laughed. “And you’re worse. I know what I am. I don’t pretend to be anything different. But you, Mr. Pillar of Society, are anything but. You harbored a serial killer, protected him, and made sure he could keep killing. You don’t have a leg to stand on to accuse me of being anything. You’re just as bad as your son was and I’m going to have a lot of fun killing you too.”

“I loved my son,” the man said, a tear flowing down his cheek.

“And those parents loved their daughters,” Ze said. “Just because I’m not going to gag you, doesn’t mean I want to listen to your bullshit.” With that, he grabbed the man’s chin, keeping his mouth open. He stabbed the man’s tongue with the scalpel and began to cut, splitting the man’s tongue in two as the man screamed in agony. Blood poured from the man’s mouth, flowing down Ze’s hand and the man’s chin. Next, Ze began to carve up the man’s gums, more blood gushed from the wounds and the guy choked on it. Blood spurted from his mouth as he coughed. Ze’s face guard was speckled with bodily fluids as were his clothes and he loved being covered in the ruby red of his victim. His cock throbbed in his pants as he tortured the man.

With the man’s gums sliced up, Ze began to slice off the man’s lips, his eyes glazing over as he watched his prey’s suffering. He licked his own lips behind the guard, relishing the torture he was administering.

“Well, I know how messy this is going to get. I’m going to head on up and fix me some chili,” Raven said, then left. Now, it was just Wolf and Tiger, alone with Ze and his prey. Both men had settled down to continue watching the show.

Ze cut Lindsay’s suit off his body, exposing his chest. He ran the tip of the scalpel blade around the man’s nipple and looked into Lindsay’s terrified expression as he sliced his nipple in two. More tears and snot flowed from Lindsay as he growled and thrashed in the chair from the searing pain. Ze slashed the blade over and over, splitting the man’s skin open and more blood poured from the wounds. Ze pressed his hand against the man’s bloody chest, then grabbed his crotch, massaging it as he got harder almost to the point of busting a load in his pants. He wasn’t quite there yet, but close… oh, so fucking close.

“You deserve to feel what his victims felt, to know their fear,” Ze said in a deep, dark voice thick with his sadistic desire. “You know, one of the women was disemboweled and left to bleed out.”

The man was wheezing now and Ze knew he wouldn’t last too much longer. His body could only take so much trauma. It was time to end it, so he sliced his scalpel across the man’s abdomen, letting his intestines spill out into both of their laps. The man screamed, his body slumping in the chair as blood gushed out along with his organs.

“Does it hurt?” Ze asked.

The man could no longer respond, his body going into shock as his skin grew paler and sweat poured from everywhere.

Ze’s eyes were locked on the man as he took out his knife from its sheath. Setting his aim, he plunged his knife into the man’s throat, then he sliced, nearly severing the man’s head with how deep the cut was. More blood splattered his guard and body and he threw his head back, shuddering as he came. His orgasm raced through him with so much intensity, it took him by surprise. “Ahhh, ahhh, fuck!” He gripped the shoulder of the corpse as he cried out as hot cum squirted from his cock, filling his pants. He gasped and quaked with the power of his release.

Tiger came up behind him and reached in front to slide his hand into Ze’s pants. “That’s it, little cub… enjoy this kill,” he whispered into his ear while he milked the last of Ze’s spunk from him as his cub shook against his chest. Ze whimpered, as it was one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever had and all he wanted to do then was crawl into his man’s arms and sleep. Tiger lifted him off the corpse and carried him to a chair and sat down with Ze on his lap.

“Well, I’ll leave you two alone,” Wolf said, seeing that the two men were about to get very intimate in the messiest way possible. He’d stayed because he wanted to see how Tiger reacted to who Ze really was. And he was pleased to see that the assassin seemed to understand Ze, perhaps they really were made for each other. He rose off the chair he’d been sitting on. “Need to get me a bowl of that chili before those assholes up there eat it all.” He left.

“You need to kill, don’t you?” Tiger asked now that they were alone. He removed Ze’s blood-splattered guard so he could look into his cub’s beautiful, flushed face.

Ze’s whole body felt hot and so relaxed as leaned against Tiger. “Y–yes,” he confessed, his voice soft and shaky.

“Then I’ll always make sure your needs are satisfied, cub. You’ll never want for anything, money, comfort, support, pain, and blood… I’ll give it all to you,” Tiger vowed.

“What–what do you need from me?” Ze asked, and Tiger noticed that the tone of his voice wasn’t as deep as it had been when he was torturing his victim, or when they’d fought both times. To someone else, they assumed Ze’s voice was back to normal, but Tiger knew the truth. That other voice, the other side of Ze… was what was normal for him.

“I need you to be yourself, cub. Never be ashamed or afraid to let meseeyou,” Tiger said. “Or to let me have you the way you need me to.”

“I promise,” Ze said.

“Good. You know, watching you in your element got me all riled up. Get on your fucking knees and take care of me, now. Fix what you did to my cock,” Tiger said, then shoved Ze off his lap.

Ze fell to the floor with a hard thud and he grunted from the painful impact, but the smile on his lips let Tiger know he was giving his cub everything he desired. To be controlled, to be manhandled and roughed up. It was what fed into his own lusts, because he needed to be able to do those things to Ze. He had to be the dominant force, it was one of the traits that made him such an efficient killer.

Ze knew the darkness lurked in both of them and through their darkness, they found the beacon of light that guided them to each other. This was fate and nothing else. He believed that and he knew Tiger did too. He could see it in the man’s eyes as he looked down at him as he crawled between his legs. He leaned forward, nuzzling the erection behind Tiger’s jeans, and he undid them, pulling it free. Quickly, he took his man into his mouth, sucking and stroking in earnest, because he wanted Tiger to cum. To fill his mouth with his jizz until he was drunk on it. He loved the feeling of Tiger's grip on his hair, knowing just how hard to pull on it and when to massage his scalp. The dual sensation of pain and pleasure sent him deeper into subspace and he lost himself in the act. He gave it his all and when Tiger roared, the grip in his hair tightened as hot spunk filled his mouth, and Ze came again. His body jerked as his cock filled his underwear with sticky cum. He swallowed every drop Tiger gave him and he didn’t stop sucking until Tiger twitched and snatched his head back. Tiger’s cock slipped from his mouth and his lips were plumper from the blowjob he’d given.

Tiger leaned forward and kissed him, then nipped his lip before pulling back. “Now, you made quite the mess over there, didn’t you, cub?”

Ze nodded. “Yes, Tiger, I did.”

“Clean. It. Up,” Tiger commanded, then slapped Ze’s face.

Ze grunted and touched his cheek where Tiger had struck him. “Are you going to watch me do it, Tiger?”