Countdown

By Wednesday Adams

"I'm counting down from five, Slayer, and when I get to one, you're gonna come." (You're gonna come for me, bitch.)

"You can't make me."

"Five. Yes I can." (Oh, yes I can)

"Uh uh. No way."

"Four." (That's good. Right there. Harder. Deeper. Faster. Sweeter)

"Not gonna happen."

"Three. Yes it is." (Come on. Hurt me. Love me. Hate me. Fuck me)

"Fuck. You."

"Two. Oh yes." (So close. Moaning. Grasping. Reaching. Thrusting)

"Bastard."

"One. Nearly there." (Slamming. Stabbing. Bucking. Grabbing)

"Oh. God. Spike."

"Now, Slayer. Come for me now." (Screaming. Swearing. Sobbing)

"Yes. Fuck. Yes. Ohhhhh!"

Pause.

"See?"

 

 

~Fin~