Taste

-WARNING:: This excerpt is gory. Read at your own risk-

_{Once the girl in the red dress saw that the other girl was watching, she held the large scissors firmly before pressing them to the ground. With the boy's hair tight in her clutch, she forced his neck down upon the blades. The red that dripped made her hungry for more. Her fingers readjusted around the handles, then started to tighten her grasp, closing the blades slowly against the skin and muscle. The blades struggled to cut, but the girl's unnatural strength and tenacity forced them through, tearing and ripping at the skin instead of going through in a clean cut. "Hehe, silly me... I haven't sharpened these... Oh well... More work, more reward," the girl said in a low, psychotic tone, her love for violence and the color crimson evident in her wide smile. The boy gagged and his screaming voice cracked, coughs occasionally surfacing along with the blood that was finding it's way into his throat. The girl gave a maniacal laugh at the cracks and squishes of meat and bone as the scissors dove deeper, her eyes wide with crazed pleasure. Her grip on his hair strengthened as she lifted his head once more, separating the blades from his neck proved to be a bit of a challenge. Once the embedded blades freed themselves, blood spurted and ran out from the wound, the obstruction keeping the blood in having been removed. The girl leaned closer, licking at the blood with a disgusting satisfaction. "What a nice taste..."}

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Welp, here's this gruesome death <XD enjoy, I guess
Also, I apologize. I'm HORRIBLE at drawing scissors! Especially with a hand grasping them.

Yoshiki & Sachiko (c) Team GrisGris