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The Death Of Me

Summary:

With an insatiable bloodlust, and a passion to kill, Hope and Landon leave a bloody trail across the US as those they once called friends track them.
But with no humanity, and a desire for revenge, Hope is not going down without a fight, and the bloodier the better.

Notes:

I'm not even sure how long this will be, nor where it's going. I got inspired to write, and so here we are.
If you would like this story to continue please let me know.

TRIGGER WARNING
Blood/Violence/Sex

Chapter 1: Insatiable

Chapter Text


Her fingers, slick with blood, skimmed along his bare skin as he shivered under her heated touch. Her tongue slid between her teeth, caressing her bottom lip until it glistened with moisture, making his own mouth water with desire as she leaned in closer. Her breath was warm and sickly sweet as she pressed her lips against his, pushing with her tongue for passage, growling and nipping his lower lip until he finally gave in. 

She tasted of copper, and victory, a hypnotic power that made him weak in the knees as she pressed her body heavily against his, writhing against him until he could no longer take it. 

He pushed her back, his chest heaving as he stared, her hypnotic eyes staring at him through a faceful of blood. She grinned as she watched him come undone, her lips curling into a snarl as he reached out for her again. She sidestepped him, toying with him, enjoying the view of bloody fingerprints that had staked her claim moments earlier. 

Her heavy lidded eyes were dark, her pupils blown with desire and a ferality that would scare anyone else. But not him. She was dangerous, that much was sure. But so was he. 

When he reached for her again, she let him catch her, and he cupped both palms over her hips, digging his fingers in as he tugged her forward. She smirked as he pressed against her, his hands sliding up and tearing off bloody clothes in the process. 

Her fingers looped into his jeans, the thumbs grazing the skin along his hips, her nails digging in as he grunted at the contact. 

“You like that?” she purred, snapping her teeth as he leaned in for a kiss. 

He chased her lips, stopping only to curl his fist into her ponytail and roughly tug it out, letting her hair fall in cascading waves over her shoulders. “You are so fucking sexy” He growled, pulling at a strand of her hair before sliding his fingers under the strap of her bra and pressing his lips to the crook of her neck. 

His tongue danced across her skin, reveling in the way she shivered beneath him. 

“You taste divine my love” He crooned, the taste of blood making his head spin. He slipped the bra off the rest of the way as her fingers curled against his scalp, tugging his face back to hers. “And you are talking far too much” she said, before crashing her mouth to his. 

They fought for dominance, scratching and biting and moaning and writhing until both were panting and limbs were tangled. 

She arched into his touch, begging for more, aching for the hunger within her to be satiated. 

But he smelled so good, and she could taste herself in his mouth as she kissed him. 

She growled as she pulled away, kissing along his jaw, her teeth grazing the stubble she loved so much, before moving to his neck.

Landon’s blood pulsed under her lips and her mouth watered. 

“You want me?” He teased, arching his neck into her, his hands still gripped firmly on her hips. 

Hope whined as her tongue peeked out and licked his pulse point again. “Always”


Hope stretched as she roused from sleep. Landon’s arm was draped over her stomach, and his nose was pressed into her neck, his soft breath tickling her skin. 

She purred as she turned towards him, pushing her face to his and curling a fist in his hair, tugging at it until he growled at her. 

“Ready for seconds already, my love?”

Hope chuckled. “Now you know damn well that we bypassed seconds hours ago-”

His arm tightened around her waist, as he pushed his body against her, ready and willing. 

“And you were the one who insisted we sleep” His mouth was on her neck, kissing his way up and along her jawline, and ending just under her ear. His voice vibrated against her skin. 

Blood still caked her face, and he could taste it under his tongue. “Maybe a shower instead?”

“You think we have time?”

Landon reluctantly peeled himself from her and sat up, looking around the strange room. 

Bodies littered the floor around them, and blood painted the room in every which way. 

Hope was never able to control her appetite, and Landon enjoyed watching her too much to tell her to stop. He would just wait for her to ask him to join- after that, a morbid glee took hold of him, and he reveled in the spray of the blood against his skin, and the way it tasted in Hope’s mouth when she kissed him hungrily. 

“I don’t think they’ll mind,” Hope giggled, her eyes flashing yellow as she licked her lips at the carnage around them. 

She yawned and danced her fingers up Landon’s spine, curling up towards him and swinging her body around until she straddled his lap. He pushed up with his hips, purring into her mouth as she licked at his lips. “Did you enjoy yourself?” 

Landon grinned. “Don’t I always?”

She writhed in his lap as her tongue traced last night’s activities across his face, dipping to each drop of blood and lapping it up while a moan vibrated from within her chest. 

His hands smoothed against her back, his fingers splayed out over her shoulder blades as she grinded against him, the tension building in his body, begging for a release. 

“God Hope,” he moaned, eliciting a giggle from her. 

“God doesn’t exist here baby,” she teased, biting down on his neck, but not breaking the skin this time.

Landon bucked into her, his arms wrapping around her waist, and picking her up as he slid himself off the bed. Her legs curled around him like a vice, while she continued to lick and suck her way along his neck. 

“Shower first,” he growled, “then we tidy up and keep moving”

A whimper fell from her lips. “Just a shower?”

Landon pushed her up against the wall, and she hissed from the coolness of it behind her back. 

Without a word, he let her glide her fingers along his jawline, while he watched her restrained passion. She whimpered again as her legs tightened around him, aching for him to move, to give her what she craved. 

His lips curled towards his eyes and he leaned until their noses were touching, but clicking his tongue when she went in for the kiss. “Patience” he crooned, teasing her. 

She licked her lips. “I have no patience. You know that”

He tilted his head in a nod. “Oh I know” 

“And yet you enjoy teasing me? Knowing what I could do to you?”

“And what exactly would you do to me?” He was baiting her, despite knowing eventually how it would end. 

She dropped her hands from his neck, and flattened them against his chest. Her fingers curled into the dark hair that covered him, and she tugged, making him wince in pain. 

Without a word, she brought her lips to his chin, flicking her tongue along the stubble, the taste of him driving her wild, her legs aching as they wrapped even tighter around his waist. 

Her teeth grazed his lip, biting down until a drop of his blood exploded against her taste buds, and she sucked at the broken skin with a ferocity that got his heart racing. 

He finally pulled her back from the wall, his steps towards the shower more urgent than before. 

“Until the water runs cold Landon-” Hope begged, as he turned on the shower and stepped in, the scalding heat barely holding a flame to the fire already burning between them. 


The road stretched out before them as they left the small quiet town behind. After their shower, they had helped themselves to anything they found of interest, packing what they could into their old mustang, and lighting the house up in flames before driving away. 

The fire usually alerted the local law to their sins earlier then it would have had they just left the bodies as is, but Landon was never one to pass up a good bonfire. 

He would drag a cigarette through his lips, sucking on the end as the gasoline they poured over the bodies would soak in, and then he would flick the butt in their direction, and watch in fascination as the flames licked and curled and devoured the dead. 

It was the only time he smoked, and Hope would lick her lips in anticipation. As much as he enjoyed watching her, she enjoyed watching him. 

 “Where to now?” he asked, flicking a quick look in her direction before resettling his eyes on the road. 

Hope had the map spread across her lap and her feet on the dash as she mapped out where they were. She grinned as she brought her teeth to her thumb and bit down, drawing blood. She smeared a thumbprint across the town they were just in, marking it before she healed. 

“There is this quaint little farmland 150 miles from here” she followed the road along with her finger. “It would be a good place to hide out, maybe get acquainted with the local townspeople”

Landon grinned. “You are insatiable” 

Hope’s lip shot out into a pout. “Are you saying you don’t want to?”

Landon laughed and reached out to take her hand, bringing it to his mouth. “When have I ever said no to you?”

Landon glanced down at the map, eyeing all the bloody thumbprints that stretched across the page, his face lighting up with joy. “You think they figured it out yet?”

Hope dropped his hand to flip her hair back, letting it fly into the wind as they drove. “Mmmm, I hope so. We’ve been leaving bodies all across the US. They are bound to be on to us by now. Although, it has been fun teasing them so far.”

“What are you going to do when they finally catch up to us?”

Hope licked her lips in anticipation. “I’m going to make them pay for what they did to you”

She folded the map up and shoved it into the glovebox. “But I don’t want it to end quite yet”

Landon chuckled. “You’re adorable when you pout”

Hope smacked him, scoffing as he laughed at her. “I’ll show you adorable” she teased, curling her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck. She tugged his head towards hers, not caring if his eyes were on the road or not. 

“Hope,” he growled, snapping his teeth. “We are in the middle of nowhere, and won’t be able to steal another car. So if you crash this one, we’re walking”

Hope pouted. “You’re no fun” She dropped her hand to his lap, toying with his belt. 

The tires screeched to a halt as Landon pulled the car over and turned it off. “You’re playing with fire, you know that right?” 

Hope smirked, “Yeah?” she teased as she arched a brow at him, licking her lips.

He reached out to her, grabbing her by the back of the neck and pulling her close, his lips hovering just over hers. “You are going to be the death of me” he whispered before kissing her. 

“Promise?” she moaned, before losing herself in him once again.