How To Date A Killer - Alasdair Mackenzie (best autobiographies to read txt) 📗

light and drove the rest of the way home, careful not to wake my sleeping Brett.

 

Arriving home, I parked the car into our garage and gently picked up my boyfriend bridal style and walked inside of the house and upstairs after I closed down the garage. It made a loud noise but Brett slept right through it.

 

I gently laid him down and undressed him then redressed him in sweats before changing myself and crawling in. Gathering him in my arms, I cuddled with him and kissed the top of his head with affection as I start to fall asleep.

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BRETT'S POV

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I woke up slightly to the sound pf a destressed groan and a shook up squirming Hansel. I frowned in both worry and alert. He was having a nightmare again. About me. I sighed and wondered if his nightmares will leave if I leave him?

 

I carefully crawled on top of him, straddling on his hips as I shook him, trying to wake him up. I shook him, patted his cheek, grinded him, nothing; nothing until I slapped him and called his name desparately.

Chapter 6

 

HANSEL'S POV

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I did not recongize myself as I clentched my signature knife in my hands walking towards a young man who was running from me. I did not who he was but the only thing that was on my mind was to kill, to slay him until his last breath was gone.

 

Lust for murder consumed me whole as a smirk formed on my lips when the boy tripped on a crack sending him falling down face first. He tried to scramble away, crying my name out for mercy. I did not listen, instead I laughed, laughed at his pathetic mercy as I raised my knife.

 

"Hansel!"

 

"Hansel, Hansel! Wake up!" Brett shook me vigrously. I opened my eyes and jolted up careful not to send my love flying off the bed. I panted and ran my fingers through my hair, sweat started to fall from my brows. The nightmare.

 

I looked up at Brett a worried impression on his face, his hands were on my chest as he was straddled on me. As we looked into each other's eyes, I knew what we were both thinking, who was going to make the first move?

 

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As I leaned against the "door" frame of our kitchen, my arms were crossed as I watched Brett make breakfast for us as he wiggled and shook his hips, tapping his feet and nodding to the music. He seemed really into the music. Supercharged by Kwanza Jones.

 

I rolled my eyes at his goofyness as his hips danced to the music, he really was an awkward boy and will always be but I didn't mind it at all, not one bit, that's part of what makes me love him to much. So much it'll kill me if anything happened to him.

 

Kill my heart, I'll kill you.

 

"Dinner is almost ready! Set the table please Hansel," Brett "commanded". I scoffed playfully and walked over behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist and kissing both his cheeks and neck. When my lips contacted his neck, the unmistaken, beautiful sound of his moan escaped from those lushous lips I so desparately want to kiss and let them do wild things to me all over. "Hansel, please, I'm, I'm hungry."

 

I ignored his voice save his moaning which turned me on, I slid my hand down to his crotch and gave it a light squeeze making his mouth open, that was my oppertunity. I stuck two fingers in his mouth and had him suck me like he does to my member.

 

"Let's have desert first." I whispered seductively in his ears before licking it and lifting him up bridal style and making our way into our bedroom to have the best dessert any one could ever ask for with a lover.

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BRETT'S POV

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I arched my back and let Hansel have his way with my member but god, god, god, god was he so slow and torturous, I loved it. I moaned his name and for him to go faster, he completely ignored me and went even slower! Prick!

 

"Mmm, Hansel, please, just, please." I moaned/whispered as he pinched my left nipple, making my member grow harder than before. He stopped sucking me and I pouted, my pout soon went away when he flipped me. Oh goody! I was going to get it! Nope, no I'm not.

 

Hansel was behind me and when I thought he was going to do the doggystyle on me I was wrong, instead he lowered his head and his tongue flicked on his hole. Oh god above, I know I am sinning but that feels so good.

 

He continued and every once in a while, he would thrust his tongue in and out. Mmm, I wonder how that would feel through my member's slit.

 

"Why don't we try?" Hansel smirked. Shit, I said it out loud. A blush formed on my cheeks as he flipped me back so I was facing him. He's actually going to do it. Brace yourself Brett, and get ready for the bliss.

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HANSEL'S POV

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With ever moan Brett made, it made me thrust inside of him harder and faster. I looked down at my love who has his eyes closed and his lips slightly opened. His member was so hard you could see the veins, I could not help myself but grab it and stroke it.

 

"Hansel, I'm, I'm..." Brett moaned as I thrust and stroked him faster and harder than before until we both came together as one. As Brett started to fall asleep, I place a kiss on the top of his head before leaving him alone on our bed.

 

I walked down the stairs, careful not to wake up my love as I went into the kitchen and opened up the knife drawer. As I admired all the various knives, I carefully chose the right one for tonight before walking over to sharpen it. A sly smile appeared on my face as I glanced out the window to see a druggie man who looked to be in his late 20's early 30's. A smirk formed on my face, making my sly smile disappear as I place on my hooded jacket and walk out the door to meet with this man, my new victim.

 

"Hello sir," I said, hiding the knife but making sure I do not stab my thigh as I walk towards the man. The man turn around to face me, he was trying to hide a bag of heroine and so far was doing a poor job of it. "That's a nice bag of heroine you've got. Mind if I have some?"

 

The man glares at me as he finally places his bag of heroine in his jacket pocket then stood straight and tall to make himself look more intimidating but I knew well I was unfased by his threatening guesture. As the man walked closer to me and towered above me by a few inches, he scowled; if I were a scared, foolish young boy I would have cowered in fear but instead of giving him what he expected, I flashed on my "award winning" smirk.

 

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As he struggled to pry himself from under my foot, I shift my foot and weight to his wound, above his hips on the right side. He cried out in pain as I dropped down on my knees on him and stabbed him and stabbed. Blood gurgled out of his mouth as well as drool as his skin became deathly pale, he rolled back his eyes heavenward and dropped his arms dead.

 

I got up and dragged the man away from the road and tied some weights to him before drowning him in the ocean. As I watch him go further down into the dark blue abyss, I stalked away from the shore and back to the killing road to clean up my mess to leave no trace of evidence. I checked my wrist-watch on my left arm and I knew my Brett would be fast asleep, most likely on the couch with TV on.

 

To my "great surprise" I was right. The moment I opened the door, I saw Brett sleeping on the couch with the TV on. I turn my head to see what he was watching, "Sleepy Hollow". I sighed, shaking my head in amusement as I picked up my sleeping angel and put him to bed as I undress myself and burnt my clothes to crisp. As I watch the fire the sweet sound of Brett's moaning played in my ears like a sweet melody drifting me off to sleep.

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BRETT'S POV

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I woke up to the sound of groaning and begging. I turn over to my side to see Hansel struggling with himself on the floor. I frowned and knew he was having that same nightmare. I want to help him but I don't know what to do or who to go to well other than Kody and Cain but they wouldn't know what to do either.

 

After I got dressed and still straightening my hair, I heard the door knock. Setting my straightener down, I walked over to the door just as Hansel was waking up. I opened the door to reveal an embarrassing Kody and a pissed off Cain. I raised my eyebrow in confusion as I looked up in Cain's hair. Pink.

 

I snickered, covering my mouth with my hand to try and tone down the laughter but to of no avail, I failed and laughed and laughed. Cain scoffed and walked in well, stompped in.

 

"Haha very funny. Kody got himself a spanking for doing this to my hair and now I have to wait a couple weeks before I can wash it off!" Cain exclaimed, waving his arms in the air in frusteration. Hansel came down in only his black cained jeans, no shirt, and a grin on his face.

 

My mouth began to water as I eye rape his body, I licked my lips lustfully. 'Oh how I would love to take the dom lead and lick every single one of those abs!' A smirk appeared on Hansel's face as he came ot my side and kissed my cheek, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling my closer to him.

 

"Maybe later." He whispered, making me blush. Dammit! I spoke my mind again, luckily Cain and/or Kody didn't hear.

 

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We rode in Cain's car as Hansel's car was still broken and we can't get it fixed until we have just enough money plus a hundred more for us. Yes, me and Hansel are kind of poor but not as poor as Kody is or was. I didn't want to meet Kody thinking he would tell the police about Hansel and Cain but it turned out even Kody was in on the run with the police. His crime? Theft. Just like Cain.

 

As I looked out the window as Cain drove us to school, I felt Hansel's hand holding mine, a smile formed on my lips as I thought about the time Hansel once tried to kiss me and it did not end up well until an one moment later...

 

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I was out in my favorite spot to eat at lunch, scribbling on my notepad when a shadow blocked my light. I closed the book and looked up to see the new kid,