(Beheading

Decapitation had quickly proven to be Jack’s favorite way to die. Ever since that first night they met he’d almost become addicted. The pain. The weightlessness. Marcus’s fingers gripping him tight while his consciousness slowly faded away. Jack was always begging for more headless fun. Marcus was always happy to oblige.

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“You will be executed for your crimes, any last words?” Jack knelt on the floor, completely nude. He was blindfolded with his hands cuffed behind his back. In front of him stood an equally undressed Marcus. He held a heavy axe at his side, looking down at Jack with a smirk. “I’d do it again!” Jack crowed dramatically, failing to keep the laughter down. Marcus chuckled too. He couldn’t help it. He swore Jack’s laughter was actually contagious. He grabbed a chunk of Jack’s hair, tilting the man's head back. “No remorse, absolutely terrible…Open up, criminal, it’s time for your last meal.” Jack eagerly opened his mouth for Marcus’s cock. Tongue moving along the shaft as Marcus thrust in and out. He pushed deep into Jack’s throat as he came. Jack swallowed hungrily like it really was the last thing he’d ever taste. Marcus kept his grip in the others hair as he pulled out. Using it to half drag him over to their makeshift execution block. Really only a couple cinderblocks Marcus had lying around. He guided Jack’s head down so that his neck rested against the block. Pulling away he took a moment to appreciate the sight. His boyfriend, naked and bound at his feet. Marcus lifted the axe to his shoulders, and with a swing Jack's head was sent rolling across the floor. Below him the body swung up to a kneeling position. Arms pulling uselessly against the cuffs. Blood squirted endlessly from the wound while the body shook. At last it fell over to its side. Still spasming in its death throes until it finally went still. Marcus picked up the body and the head. Might as well clean up while he waited for Jack to revive.

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Marcus removed his hands from Jack’s eyes. Smiling as the smaller man gasped in surprise. “Is that..Is that a real guillotine?” He approached the contraption in disbelief. But all doubt was erased when he ran his finger along the blade, drawing blood. “How did you even get something like this?” Marcus approached from behind, wrapping his arms around Jack and pulling him close. “Believe me it took a lot of searching and favors.” He rested his chin in Jack's soft hair. “It wasn’t cheap either, so you’d better be thankful.” He pushed his crotch forward to rub against Jack’s ass. Jack could feel the man's erection through the fabric and knew just what sort of thanks Marcus was asking for. “Of course”, Jack pushed back, grinding against the other for a moment before pulling away, “In that case how about we test it out.” Jack began to strip down slowly. Putting on a show for the other man. “Now that sounds like an idea.” Marcus pulled the now nude man into a deep kiss. The two grinded against each other as they moved closer to the bed of the guillotine. Marcus pushed the slender man down, so that he was laying face up against the board. Jack whined when Marcus pulled away. He tried to give chase for another kiss but was stopped when Marcus brought down the lunette, securing it in place. Jack felt Marcus’s body pull away. But before he could even open his mouth to complain he felt the other’s cock penetrating him deeply. The words died in his throat and came out as a deep moan instead. It wasn’t long before Jack felt an orgasm coming. “Mmmarcus i’m close..now..now do it now! I wanna die cumming! Please!” Marcus nodded, even though the other couldn’t see it. He fumbled with the release and in the blink of an eye Jack’s head was severed. Marcus heard it land against the floor with a crack. Just as Jack had said, as soon as the blade cut through his body seized in an orgasm. Cum squirting onto his stomach while the body shook through its death throes. Marcus pulled the spasming form close as he rode out his own orgasm. He peppered kisses along the others shoulder and felt as the heart came to a stop and the muscles finally relaxed. This was well worth the money.

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Jack’s body, adorned in a playboy outfit, continued its momentum even after his head was removed. Marcus watched in amazement as Jack's slender body bounced on his dick like it was the only thing it was ever meant to do. “Fuck..Jack are you seeing this?” Jack’s head, still wearing the bunny ears, was set up on the pillow next to Marcus. Jack’s face looked equally amazed. Or maybe he was just in pain. “Just goes to show… how much of a whore you are.” Marcus panted as he spoke. “Even in death all your body cares about is cock.” Jack's body began to slow in its movement, tilting forward. Marcus surged up and pressed the trembling frame into the mattress. His head lolled back as he fucked into the body at a quick pace. He felt it shudder one last time before stilling. That did it for him and soon he was spilling his seed into the temporarily dead man. He pulled Jack's body with him as he flopped back into the mattress. Holding it close as he watched the flesh begin to heal from the neck up. The head lay forgotten and cooling on the pillow. He would dispose of it later but right now he was exhausted. When Jack’s eyes opened again he turned to grin up at the larger man. “I can not believe you called me a whore. After everything I do for you” Marcus rolled his eyes with a smirk, bringing a hand up to card through the others hair. “And one more thing. This costume wasn’t cheap. This is some good quality shit and you just ruined it!” Jack rolled over so he could face Marcus proper. “Oh did I ruin it? I’m so sorry. How ever can I make it up to you?” Marcus pulled the bunny ears from the old head and settled it on Jack’s head as he spoke. When Marcus’s hand pulled away Jack sat up on his chest. Leaning in close to his face with a wry smile. “I can think of a few things~”

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“Fuck! Jack! You really are getting better at this.” Marcus rubbed the sweat off his face. Eyes closed while he thrust into Jack's severed head. He felt the others' lips smile. Cracking open an eye he looked down to see the man gazing up at him through his lashes. Eyes shining with so much love and lust in one. The sight sent Marcus over the edge. He came with a yell, pushing his boyfriend's head as far down his shaft as he could. He pulled out, feeling Jack's tongue continue licking even as the tip was pulled away. Holding the head up he pressed his lips against Jack’s. Smiling when the other's mouth parted open to welcome his tongue. He explored the other's mouth, appreciating how their flavors mingled. He kept it up until Jack’s tongue stopped moving and his eyes closed. He gave its forehead one last smooch, carding his fingers through the hair, before tossing it into the tub of chemicals he’d had on hand for the disposal. He watched for a moment as the concoction tinted red, the combination already working to dissolve the flesh into nothing. Picking up Jack’s rapidly healing body he carried it up the stairs. Settling down with it on the couch to wait until he could fuck into that hot mouth once more.