Haunted Wood Come Play With Me

famine enjoyed the momentary feeling of control. his teeth held tightly to connie's face, only releasing after the powerful swing of her head. he tumbled backward, his goal to escape her reach, but found teeth holding onto the space between throat and jaw anyway.

connie's teeth poked a small hole into his tongue, which hurt just enough to make him squeal. famine slammed his mouth shut, his goal this time being to trap them both in the lock.