luigimotherfuckinglargo:

“Mmm, I’ll try my best.” He purred, groaning at the feeling of her hand around his manhood. The sight of her white clothes stained with blood only aroused him further, and he licked his lips, tasting his own blood on them. “Yes, please.” he answered, staring hungrily at her. As his knife carved into him, he pressed his chin slightly down, wanting to be stabbed deeper. When her teeth sunk into his neck, he gasped happily and bit his lip, the combination of pleasure and pain was driving him mad, and he could feel his member quickly growing hard.

“Well then, I’ll give you the honors.” Jenn replied smirking, her hand ran down into her bloodied dress as she produced a key to one of the handcuffs. “I’m not telling you where the other is.” she said with a cruel laugh. She took the knife and slowly licked the blood off it, letting the blade cut her tongue a bit. She shivered slightly in both pain and enjoyment, taking the blade back to Luigi’s chest again, carving a heart into his already marked up skin, this time pushing in the blade even further but not enough to make any serious injury, not yet. Afterwards she slid the knife all the way up from his chest to his hand, cutting along a path as it went. She left it in his grip before unlocking one of his cuffs and looking at him almost as if challenging him to do his worst to her. Her body shivering a bit once again in excitement and lust for the man.