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Levi looks to the door as he hears the lock click open. There his alluring lover enters, her dress and hands covered in blood, a twisted smirk prevalent on her face. Dahlia strides towards him painfully slowly.
“Levi darling”, Dahlia sings in a soothing tone. His eyes flit up and down her body like a starved carnivore. Mystifying was the only way to describe the sexual tension.
“You didn’t have to do that”, he grins at her, eyes filled with infatuation.
“Of course I did”. She walks towards him, standing in between his legs as he sits on a stool.
“You’re absolutely insane”, he rasps out. His hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer.
“But you still love me”, she states with a smirk as her index finger lifts his chin to meet her gaze. Their eye contact remained intense, both of them craving each other in every way. The anticipation started to build as their faces grew closer.
Dahlia’s hands stroked Levi’s face, her other hand running through his hair as their lips inched closer. They were close enough for their breaths to mingle and their lips to tickle against each other.
“That bitch is in the shed”.
“Is she dead yet?”, he asked in a low tone.
“No, I was waiting, but right now I just want you”, her sultry voice echoed through his ears, muddling his mind as their lips crashed together. They moved in perfect sync, Levi’s grip on her waist becoming needy and Dahlia’s finger strung through his hair like threads through a needle.
Dhalia’s tongue pushed past Levi’s lips as he hummed in contempt, his tongue danced with hers passionately. Levi bit and tugged at her bottom lip harshly, she grinned as her hand slid down his face to grip his neck. She applied a delicious pressure to his windpipe, eliciting a groan from him as she firmly pressed her lips to his. Her teeth sunk into his bottom lip and gave it a harsh tug, Levi hissed as he felt a stinging sensation, followed by the taste of iron.
She licked at his lip before her lips pressed feathery kisses to his jaw, leading up to his ear. She nibbled on his earlobe as he let out soft breaths. An idea sparked in her mind as she marked his neck. Dahlia pulled away from him and gained satisfaction as she watched his eyes flutter open.
Levi’s eyes stayed trained on her as she grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it off her body. Her hair fell to her shoulders as her breasts bounced leaving her completely nude, the harness still adorned her thigh. His pants became tighter as his erection grew harder.
He pulled her close once again, his mouth finding its way to her breasts as his hands trailed to the small of her waist. His right hand gripped her ass before trailing to her thigh to pull her on top of him. Dahlia’s legs went on either side of his legs as she straddled him. His lips sucked on her nipple as she tugged on his hair, urging him to continue.
His tongue flicked her sensitive nipple and she hummed, Dahlia started to move her hips as she felt his bulge grow under her cunt. She grew wetter as she continued to rut her hips back and forth, Levi’s change in breathing encouraged her. His lips started to suck on her collarbones and both of them desired nothing more than to fuck each other senseless.
Dahlia leaned forward to whisper in his ear, “strip for me lamb”, before hopping off of him and standing in front. Levi complied, standing up from the chair, his erection evident. He started to unbutton his shirt, his cheeks flushing as the woman in front of him started to trail her hand down her front.
She picks up her discarded dress, coiling it around her wrist before unraveling it into a straight line.
A mischievous smile forms on her face, she would give Levi something he craved, especially this morning, but not without doing it in her own way. Her eyes gazed down at Levi’s hands as they started to undo his belt followed by his pants. She licked her lips as his dick sprung out after he pulled the waistband of his boxers down.
Levi stared at her silhouette in the dimly lit room, the setting sun created streaks of light against the wooden floor. They were both fully undressed. Dahlia stalks towards Levi with her dress still in hand. She pushes him against the counter, his head tilting to the side as he looks through lidded eyes.
“What are you doing”, his eyebrows furrowed as he attempted to touch her. She avoided his hands but instead grabbed them and lifted them above their heads. She presses his wrists into the wooden bar attached to the island overhead. Using her dress, Dahlia ties his wrists together and to the wooden bar.
“Dahlia?”, Levi questions as he becomes not only confused but sexually frustrated. His dick stayed pressed against his abdomen and he twitched slightly as he felt her cold hands grasp it.
“Isn’t this what you wanted this morning darling?”. Levi's eyes widened as he realized what she was suggesting. Her hand began to stroke his dick achingly slow and his chest started to rise.
“Hmm? You’re not as fussy as you were this morning”, Dahlia’s lips brush against Levi’s with every word she spoke. Her thumb pressed against the slit of his dick and he jerked forward.
“You like that little lamb”, she laughs slightly, a smirk prevalent on her lips. Levi’s face contorts into one of pleasure and frustration as his lips part and eyebrows furrow. His hands tug at the wooden bar as his vulnerability starts to wear off.
“Did you tie me up just to tease me?”, Levi rasped out, gaining his mind back. Her hand squeezed tighter as she gave his erection another pump, a heavy breath leaves his mouth
“Calm down, you’re gonna enjoy this or at least I will '', she purs into his ear before kissing down his chest. Dahlia’s hand continued to stroke his dick and Levi only became harder, soft pants left his mouth, and his head slumped forward onto her shoulder.
Dahlia continued down his chest until she reached his toned abdomen, she sucked lightly with each kiss. Levi’s eyes peered open slightly and he internally did a double-take, it was not a special occasion but it didn't matter.
“Oh fuck”, he breathed out through pants as he felt her lips press a chaste kiss on his tip. She licked a slow stripe from the base all the way to the tip, swirling her tongue on the end, she looked up with wide eyes at Levi. His facial expression was beautiful, parted lips with furrowed eyebrows, his hair was askew and messy as his head remained lowered. His chest heaved with every small gesture to his dick, he was so sensitive and vulnerable at this moment, with his hands tied above his head.
She let out a dry laugh, his eagerness and desperation becoming prominent. Dahlia gently took his dick into her mouth, sliding her lips all the way down his shaft until her nose hit his abdomen. Levi let out a moan as Dahlia held her mouth there, widening her throat. She pulled back while sucking before taking him in again. She bobbed her head at a teasful pace, her tongue gliding up and down, and drool started to spill from the side of her mouth.
Her free hand cupped his balls and began to massage them and she loved the twitching feeling in the back of her throat that it earned from the latter. Her other hand gripped his thigh, any new movement caused his muscle to twitch. The tip of her tongue pressed into his slit and Levi practically whimpered as his head fell back before rolling back to the front.
Lewd slurping noises accompanied by moans echoed throughout the room. Levi tried his best to keep his eyes trained on Dahlia but the pleasure was becoming unbearable. Her teeth grazed his shaft and he shuddered, the thigh she was holding jerked but she held him in place.
“Please”, Levi begged.
“Please what”, Dahlia pulled her lips away.
“I want to”, he didn’t finish his statement, feeling too embarrassed to continue on and his cheeks flushed a red color. A deep sigh left his mouth and he muttered, “you know”, as he looked down sheepishly.
“But you sound so pretty darling, like music to my ears”, she spoke gently with a grin before taking him back into her mouth. Dahlia started to bob her head at a tantalizing speed, she sucked harder focusing more pressure on the tip since he proved he was more sensitive there. She hummed as if she was waiting for a response from him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his body, and Levi felt himself becoming so close to his release. He mumbled a string of curses and was practically a mess.
Levi attempts to buck his hips forward into her mouth but Dahlia holds him down as she holds a fast pace. She pays careful attention to the way he twitches and squirms with each bob of her head, her nose tapping his abdomen, she could taste his pre-cum as her cheeks hollowed. Levi’s breathing became faster, desperate moans slipping past his lips before he finally let’s go, reaching his climax. A loud moan leaves his mouth, surprising both of them, Dahlia playfully cocks an eyebrow at him but continues to ride him through his orgasm.
Dahlia holds his cum in her mouth, it slowly slides down with each movement she continues to inflict. The overstimulation pulled whimpers and whines from Levi’s mouth and Dahlias could hear the rattling being produced from the wooden bar. More than likely Levi is trying to break free and pry the woman off his dick. Dahlia glides her tongue around one last time before pulling off with a harsh popping sound.
“Ah fuck”, Levi heaves a deep breath, his heart rate started to turn back to normal. Dahlia stands up, her hands sliding up his chest as she pulls him into a kiss. She deepens it, their mouths fitting together in fervor, she was more than ready to have him inside of her. She reaches her hands up and unties Levi, his arms fall limp to his side, he shakes them out before grabbing her waist harshly.
Levi pulls her hips against his and his hands roam her ass before giving it a harsh slap. She gasps into his mouth and he takes it as an opportunity to slip his tongue inside. Their tongues slide against one another and Dahlia can feel Levi’s dick grow hard again, she smiles. Without warning, Levi lifts her up and her legs automatically lock around his waist. He brings her over to the living room and harshly throws her to the leather couch, he climbs on top of her and they continue to kiss.
The kiss is sloppy, fervent, and wet. Levi breaks away and starts kissing her neck, both of their hair is messy and their bodies burned with lust, a thin layer of sweat coating their chests. Levi doesn’t stop until he’s at her wet entrance. He greedily licks up and down her pussy, his tongue dipping into each spot, leaving no part untouched. Dahlia moans in delight and throws her head back and tugs on his hair. Levi keeps her thighs locked around his head as he trails his lean fingers down her cunt.
He dips them in her arousal to coat his fingers generously before sliding them inside her vagina. Levi moves his fingers until he feels her sweet spot, she instantly lets out a moan and he continues to thrust his fingers inside of her. His tongue never faltered as it continued to circle her clit. Now he has the woman a moaning mess as he ate her out like there was no tomorrow.
Every single nerve was hit with precision, not once did he falter in his quest. He buried his face further into her pussy if that was at all possible, he relished in the small “Fuck”, he pulled out of her. He felt her tug harder on his hair but he didn't mind the pain, his dick was easily growing hard again as he pleasured her.
“Are you sure you can handle- another round darling?”, she laughs breathlessly, her eyes shutting as she arches her back. Levi’s ears perk at her taunt and he moves both his tongue and fingers faster. The grip on Levi’s hair becomes rougher as he continues to thrust his fingers at her most delicate spot. Dahlia felt her high approaching so soon, the anticipation had built up for so long that it only took a couple more strokes of his tongue before she came.
Dahlia grinds her pussy into Levi’s mouth as she rides through her orgasm. Levi licks up all her arousal and kisses her stomach all the way up to her lips. They share a fond smile and Dahlia combs throw Levi’s hair.
“Can you handle another round?”, Levi asked with a cocky smirk. Dahlia locks her legs around his hips once again, his dick touching her pussy as she holds him close.
“Of course lamb”, she retaliates. Just like that Levi pushes into her entrance, no warning, no adjusting. Both of them shared a gasp, their sensitivity was still fresh since they had both orgasmed not too long ago.
Levi starts to move, thrusting forward as their lips tickle against each other. Dahlia pressed the back of her head into the leather couch, her lips reaching up to connect with Levi’s as she wrapped her arms around his neck. They share a passionate kiss, their lips locking fervently, Dahlia’s breast bouncing with every movement from Levi’s hips.
Clapping sounds filled the room as Levi kept a smooth rhythmic pace. Levi sits up, allowing his eyes the perfect view of his dick being swallowed up by her tight pussy. It added to the pleasure and sent goosebumps up his spine. Dahlia’s eyes shut as she felt his erection hit all the right places, sliding in and out with ease as her arousal soaked him.
Dahlia moans, her nails scratch at Levi’s toned abs, the nail marks evident. His hands slide down to hold her waist so he can thrust harder. She bites her lip with a grin, her lips parting as she and Levi stare at each other, relishing in ecstasy.
Levi hooks one of his arms under her left leg to hold it up as he continues his relentless thrust. The new angle allowed a more pleasurable nerve to be hit and prodded at. Levi abused her g-spot at an animalistic pace, groans leaving his mouth and he admired the small bulge in her lower stomach, he went as far as to press it and Dahlia whined.
He started to lean forward, their lips crashing together once again, their tongues sloppily playing with each other as they captured each and every moan produced. Dahlia's arm reached under Levi’s to claw at his back, she was growing closer with each thrust as her back arched.
“Ah fuck, right there Levi, just like that”, she mewled, her eyebrows furrowed and the leg that wasn’t being pinned by his arm held him tighter. Levi’s panting intensifies as he feels her pussy squeeze him tighter, he hisses at the sting of her nails on his back. With a couple more fast-paced thrusts they finish, Levi only manages to ride out their climaxes a little longer before stopping, completely drained of energy and his tip colored a shade of red from the sensitivity.
He pulls out, their mix of fluids dripped from her pussy as she groans from the disconnect. A breathy laugh escapes her. Dahlia stays laying down, her arms over her head and Levi sits in front of her, massaging her legs.
“I don’t have a taste for getting up right now but I still have to take care of that woman”, she says with a lazy smile.
“I can always help you”, Levi says. Dahlia sits up, completely shocked because he would never want to get his hands dirty.
“You would do that for me”. Excitement flooded her body, they were becoming more alike.
“Darling, I’d do anything for you”, he says. A wide jovial grin takes over her face, her arms open wide and she lunges towards him, engulfing him in a hug. Levi’s arms wrap around her waist shortly after and they bask in the tender moment.
“This is what I like to hear, I knew I sucked your dick for a good reason”, she says before pecking his lips repeatedly. His eyes widened at her comment before a small smile made its way to his face as he watched the women stand from the couch quickly to collect her clothing. She runs off upstairs to quickly clean herself up before slipping the bloody dress back on.
Levi does the same only he doesn’t bother buttoning the first buttons of his shirt. He meets the elated woman on her way downstairs and takes her hand. The two walk outside and slowly walk towards the shed, the sun had completely set at this point. Levi kisses the side of Dahlia’s head as he admires the way she walks with a little more pep in her step as opposed to her normal sophisticated manner.
“You’re lovely”, Levi says, eyes full of wonderment.
“I think today is going to be lucky”, Dahlia says as she opens the door, they both walk inside and Levi shuts the door after her. The woman started to stir in her seat, the loss of blood made her weaker than before and her eye was black.
“Holy shit, you really did a number on her hands”, Levi says as he notices the crippled and colorful fingers.
“Aren’t they beautiful darling?”, she hummed as she lifted a finger before letting it fall down naturally. The woman groaned, her eyes opening and the first thing she saw was this mysterious and cold couple. The man from the store, standing there admiring the same insane woman who tore her thigh up and ruined her fingers.
“Hey, you! You’ve gotta help me, this woman is crazy”, she started to plead, shifting her chair towards Levi. Her eyes were wide and she truly thought and hoped she had a chance. However, she had more than a chance, with or without them. When Dahlia checked her for any electronics she completely missed a spot by some misfortune, her bra contained a second phone for whatever reason.
The woman forgot about this until after Dahlia left the shed, she shifted in the chair in an attempt to break free but the only thing that broke free was the second phone. By some miracle, it slid from under her bra and shirt and to her thighs. She moved her legs so that it would be hidden under them but now she waited for the moment she could dial the number of emergency services, it was just three digits.
And by some other lucky coincidence Dahlia had started to undo the binding on one wrist with the intent of having her stand up. The chair was getting in the way and she needed her out of it and Levi was there to assist. He stood behind her, his hand drew circles on her back. All of it was one big mistake though, the cockiness caused too many distractions.
“Darling come here”, Dahlia reeled Levi in by the collar, connecting their lips. Their tongues slid together overdramatically, most definitely with the intent to rub it into the woman’s face that she couldn’t have him. This was the arrogance that led to her demise, the woman had just enough time to dial the three digits, she kept the phone hidden, and placed her hand back where Dahlia left it.
They pulled away from each other, “now where were we”. The woman had to bring enough attention to the operator without being inconspicuous.
“Please let me go, you’ve already cut my leg and I won’t be able to get that far without stopping”, she pleaded loud enough to be heard between the barricade of her thighs. The dried tears staining her face no longer meant sorrow because now she was sure she would make it out.
Dahlia laughed, “escape? Didn’t I make it clear that I’d be killing you”, her voice was laced with seriousness as she said something of that matter so carelessly. Jackpot, as long as the operator heard that it’d be enough. Dahlia poked her finger into the stab wound which evoked a guttural cry.
“Hm, you’re way dumber than I thought”, she frowned. Her hands took the knife out of the holster and she held it out to Levi, she motioned for him to take the crimson-stained weapon. He grabbed it searching her eyes for some kind of direction but it was clear that she wanted to be surprised.
“No, wait what are you doing p-”, she was cut off as yet another noise left her mouth. She cried because Levi had taken the knife and slashed it at her stomach, in one quick motion and Dahlia couldn’t have been more elated. She clapped her hands and pecked the side of Levi’s head, her arms were thrown over his neck as he held the bloody knife. It dripped on the floor and dripped from the wound, it was more superficial considering he tore through her shirt.
“Oh lamb, I’m even more fond of you now if, at all possible”, Dahlia gushed.
“If this was all it took I would’ve helped you sooner”, he replied sarcastically. She hit him playfully and the woman stared at both of them in awe. They were so nonchalant, communicating as if they were the only two people in the room.
“You’re insane, both of you!”, she exasperated.
“Maybe”, Levi responded without care as he examined the knife, the way the blood dripped from it was fascinating. In the far distance, sirens could be heard, the noises were practically faint but Levi could sense it. His ears perked up and he shut his eyes trying to focus.
“Hey wait”. The woman was as equally confused as Dahlia.
“What is-”, Levi moved his hand to quickly cover her mouth. He tried to keep his ears trained to make sure he was hearing correctly.
“Don’t silence me”, she swatted his hand away.
“Shhh, Sirens”, at the sound of his words, Dahlia turned her head to the woman. The woman who was originally dumbfounded now had a triumphant smirk.
“What did you do?”, Dahia bit sharply. Her hands immediately searched the woman harshly and to her distaste, she found the phone.
“Fuck”, she threw it to the ground which didn’t matter because if Levi heard the sirens they must be close. She grabbed the knife from Levi and put it in her holster. They needed to get out of there and fast.
Levi grabbed her hand and dragged her back to the house, they both stumbled as they made their way inside, the sirens grew louder. He had kept a bag in their closet, one that had all they needed to start over. He of course never mentioned this to Dahlia because he didn’t want her to think that he thought she was incapable.
Levi darted to the closet and collected that bag, Dahlia’s eyes widened in confusion but there wasn’t time to waste.
“Come on”, he said. They both scurried down the stairs but saw the front windows were flooded with glares of blue and red.
“Shit, this way”, Dahlia said frantically. She hurried off to a window on the backside of the house, it faced a forest, and right through those trails, there would be an old factory. They both climbed through the window and took off in a sprint, hand in hand.
“Police! Put your hands up”, they heard a yell come from behind them but they continued to run. Next was a gush of air and a bullet knicked Dahlia’s arm.
“Don’t look back”, Levi said in a strained voice as they finally made it to the forest. They pushed past trees and bushes, their chests burning from adrenaline and their legs started to burn. Besides all of that they kept going, their freedom and possibly lives depended on it.
“It’s right there”. Dahlia pointed out the factory, through the clutter of trees it poked out in addition to the many lights surrounding it. They took the final sprint and made it to the back door. Once they made it inside they caught their breath briefly, their chests heaved up and down, a light layer of sweat coating their foreheads.
”This way, we can’t stop yet,” Dahlia said as she made her way up to some suspicious wooden steps. They both turned their heads at the sound of screeching tires and wailing sirens.
“Where are we gonna go now”, Levi exclaimed, his voice laced with panic.
“The rooftop”, Dahlia answered and climbed up what felt like a million flights of stairs. Levi stayed close behind her, his footsteps created quick taps as he held the bag close to him. After what felt like forever they finally made it to the escape door, her hands pushed the door open in a haste.
They ran to the edge, cops flooded the road, seemingly waiting for them to come out.
“Fuck”, Dahlia said, she quickly pulled her head back. Levi caught her as she lost her balance and he pulled her over to the other side of the roof. He had examined the ground and noticed a trashcan and as much as he despised it he did see people use them as a landing spot in movies.
“They’ll still come after us won’t they”, she breathed out defeated and she truly despised herself for being so cocky.
“Not if they think we’re dead, they’ll eventually give up”, Levi had an epiphany. He started to rummage through his carefully packed bag. Dahlia was astonished as she realized how prepared he was without her ever knowing.
“There’s a first aid kit, you know how to do stitches right”, Levi asked all in one breath. He didn't want this to be the end of the line, not for them and not yet.
“Obviously I know how to do stitches, Levi”, she rolled her eyes, almost forgetting the predicament they were in. After learning about her more dangerous interests she took a brief beginner’s medical course to ensure no harm would be caused to her beloved. Dahlia knew the basics like proper cleaning of wounds and how to treat them, and in their favor, how to do stitches.
“So what, we’re gonna stab each other, how deviant of you”, she smirked.
“Yes and then we’re gonna jump but we have to leave a significant amount of blood, both up here and down there. We also have to be careful not to leave a trail”. Dahlia’s eye gleamed with endearment, the whole time she was the cunning one, of course, she knew Levi was just as smart as her but he never exploited it.
Now that he revealed this master plan her heart couldn’t help but swell because he wanted to escape just as much as her. It’s not like he turned on her after all these years and let her take the fall for it. They were in this together and it was so evident and she fucking loved it.
“Darling, focus please”, Levi snapped her out of her trance, she was losing her stoic nature. Dahlia needed to focus and get back into the right headspace if they were gonna pull this off.
“My knife is tainted”, she examined the blade and it had a nice coat of blood. Levi pulls out some disinfectant wipes, he quickly tosses them to her and she catches them. She rips open the pack and cleans the blade meticulously, it was now ready.
“Alright lamb, are you ready”, she took a deep breath as she tried to determine the best way to go about this whole ordeal.
“After this, I need you to cut me the exact way I cut you”, she said carefully. Levi nods his head. She brings the blade up and presses it against his abdomen, her hands delicately drag the blade from his rib and down to his hip with a slight diagonal. She lifted his shirt so that there would be nothing in the way.
“Ready?”, her lips unexpectedly met his. Dahlia wanted - no, needed him to be distracted for this. The knife dug into his skin and he tried to pull back but she kept him in place as the knife dragged across his skin. He hissed into her mouth, the cut was deep enough to leave a scar but not enough to where it punctured any organs.
Like wildfire, the blood started to spread at an alarming rate. Dahlia felt a panic course through her veins and she wanted nothing more than to help him. She hurriedly wiped the knife again and handed it to Levi, she lifted her dress up to get ready for it was her turn.
“You can do it darling”, Dahlia cupped Levi’s face as she felt his rands run along the area he would destroy. His blood started to pool against their feet. His hands were cold but the knife was colder, in a faster motion he made the exact same cut. A small gasp left Dahlia’s mouth as her head fell against his chest. the warmth of her blood dripped down her body immediately and drenched the front of her dress.
“I’m sorry darling”, Levi started to coax her, his hands pulled her hair out of her face and he tried to look her in the eyes. When their gaze met it wasn’t hard to tell that she shared the same concern. She gave him a warm smile and pecked his lips.
“I’m sorry to, lamb”, his lips pulled her back into another warm kiss. their lips connected not in a sexual way but in a way that could only be shared between people who loved each other. It was soft and sentimental, like fireworks exploding between them.
“Wait, cops and escape, oh shit and we're bleeding”, Dahlia spoke between kisses.
“Mmm, forgot”, Levi pulled away but not before pecking her lips once more. By the end of it, there was a large enough puddle of their combined blood at their feet. Dark crimson color stained the pavement, it was now or never.
Their hands locked together tightly as they took a step to stand on the ledge. Levi held the bag close to him, he was worried that the loss of blood would make the jump difficult, more for his lover than him.
“Dahlia I want to say something”.
“Well, you better speak fast because we don’t have the most time”.
“The woman, she said I didn’t have a ring on my finger so she hit on me”, Dahlia’s eyes narrowed. Her mind flooded with inquisition.
“Wait, we’re not dying or anything”, She reasoned with him, shaking her hands to stop his words.
“You don’t know that darling, so m-”, his eyes shot open like bullets. Dahlia fell backward off of the building, a cheesy smile on her face, and naturally, Levi jumped after her. His chest collided with hers and his hands wrapped around her as if she was going to disappear.
Though they were only falling for only a matter of five seconds it felt like an eternity. They held each other close, the wind pushing past their bodies in slow motion before they finally hit the dumpster.
“Marry me”, Levi mumbled as his face stayed buried in her neck.
“You haven’t given me a reason to say no, of course, I will”, she smiled as his head poked up from her shoulder. Levi gave the smallest yet somehow prettiest smile.
“You scared me”.
“Good, but as much as I would love to sweet talk you right now we really must be going”, her hand patted his head before attempting to get out of the dumpster, fortunately, the trashbags seemed to be filled with a bunch of paper and cardboard. Dahlia felt lightheaded and gripped extra hard at the metal, Levi lifted her by the waist to help her before climbing out on his own.
They could hear a commotion going on at the building, the cops must have broken through already.
“They’ll know we came this way, let’s skip out on the puddle”, Dahlia breathed out harshly.
“Are you okay?”, Levi gripped her wrist.
“I’m fine but are you?”, she squeezed his hand back. Levi nodded his head curtly almost as if to tell her not to worry. She quickly took the bag from him and pulled out some bandages, her hands motioned at him to lift his blood-soaked shirt up and he obliged. She quickly yet carefully wrapped his torso up in hopes of containing the blood. Levi lifted her dress up as she hurriedly wrapped herself up.
“That way” Levi pointed and they started off in a sprint, there was enough adrenaline in their system to help them out but he kept a careful grip on her. She was strong but still smaller than him in that she would get weaker faster.
By the time the cops made it to the rooftop all they saw was a puddle of blood and a small trail to the edge. When they checked down below they noticed the dumpster also had traces of blood but to no avail, the couple was nowhere to be found. By the time the cops could figure out any sort of identifying factors it was too late. Levi and Dahlia had already changed into spare clothes and booked themselves on the next available flight.
The police stopped looking and they were presumed dead, they became well known around their area but nobody seemed to link them to the string of missing women. They had their chance to reset, they were more careful this time and as soon as they felt they were safe, they tied the knot officially.
They say there’s a couple out there, on a beach somewhere, with matching scars on their stomachs. They walk hand in hand and fit together like pieces of a puzzle, both stoic, alluring, and quiet. Everyone knew to stay away from them yet still admired them from afar, some people were even jealous of their chemistry and wanted to be them without even knowing their personal affairs.
And if they did they would question their sanity.
But after all,
A couple that kills together stays together.