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When faced with death, Grox knew he wasn’t going to die quickly. He knew after all the horrible shit he’d done, death wouldn’t grant him an easy way out. Though, he hadn’t expected it to be this painful! Hovered over him, a familiar green skinned hybrid sat on his chest. His long arms pinning the others to the floor with brute strength.
Grox could feel how tightly the other’s clammy fingers gripped his forearms, the bones underneath the fabric cracking in a sick way. His head was lowered, mouth ripping into the thin membrane of Grox’s skin, sharp teeth had reached the bone and snapped pieces of it off. Grox groaned, white pupils rolling up to the ceiling.
Behind his mask the king was in shambles, his eyebrows were furrowed, a frown replacing that once prideful smirk, and tears prickling the corner of his sunken eyes. “You taste so good, Grox!” Froggy smiled against the king’s chest, he ripped more of the body off.
“I know,” Grox muttered back dryly.
Froggydude let go of Grox’s arm in favor of tearing open his suit to gain more access to his delectable body. Grox’s arm came up to pet the other’s head, almost comforting him if it hadn’t been for the situation he was in. After all, who comforts your killer. The thought was funny itself to the now delirious king. “Froggy, when I die can you burn the remainder of my body into ash,” Grox asked, tears falling down his gorgeous face.
Confused, Froggy sat back, his bloody face twisting into faux innocence. “Sure.”
“Thank you. I’ve lost most of my organs, I’m going to die now.”
Everything went pitch black.
Grox’s half eaten body slumped against the cold floor, Froggy sat there alone. “Idiot.”