//necrophilia mention , murder fantasies
#aftoncest
Michael sitting on his fathers lap while William whispers all the ways he wants to kill him.
He drags a knife across his abdomen and Michael has to keep himself from pushing against it just to draw blood.
#aftoncest
Michael sitting on his fathers lap while William whispers all the ways he wants to kill him.
He drags a knife across his abdomen and Michael has to keep himself from pushing against it just to draw blood.
William palms at the space between Michaels legs and reminds him how helpless he is, that he could plunge his knife in and leave him in a ditch where no one will ever care enough to look for him.
William is the only one who cares about his life, and William will be only only one to know how it ended, he’ll be able to pay tribute to him knowing how it looked when he took his last breathes, when the light in his eyes flickered out.
Michael asks William to kill him often, but William wonders if he’d so readily except death when he’s finally on the brink of it.
He’s almost certain Michael would fight through his last moments, kicking and screaming until he couldn’t.
It’d be nice if he didn’t, though.
He’s almost certain Michael would fight through his last moments, kicking and screaming until he couldn’t.
It’d be nice if he didn’t, though.
He could kiss William and waste his final breaths by blowing them into Williams mouth, truly surrender the last of his life to his father. William made him, and brought him into the word, and he can end him just as easy.
They’re so in love with each other in the most tragic way
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