-=Not a real story PART 1!!=-
I looked up into the green eyes of my lover as a knife, firmly gripped in his once protective hands, is traced lightly around my neck. I breath out a sigh of desperarity and moan in his ears "Ducky!" He responds by lifting a hand up to my head, and grab hold of the hair on my scalp. "Blue, blue ducky!" I moan once more.
My lover looks hazilly at me. I stare deeply at him, and press my meek body against his green goggles. "M'mm! Ducky! Oh, ducky!" I moan, most pleasurably. The blade against my neck swiftly digs in. I am dead.
I twitch on the ground, still dead. "D-d-d-ducky!" I'm dead. I'm allive and squeal!! Nope, nope, I'm dead. I'm surely dead.
.."Ducky."
My lover turns his back on me, and takes off his mask. He was, indeed, a blue ducky.
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