"How?"
"You wouldn't be hurting this much over someone." I brought the needle down and began to drag across her skin. She winced, but the tattooing seemed to calm her. Her sobs turned to sniffles as she regulated her breathing.
"There we go, breathe, Daisy, good girl. You're going to be okay. I'm going to fix everything."
"How? Gatsby, Lilly is?—"
I dipped in my ink and continued the tattoo. "Ssh, trust me. I'll take care of it."
My cock hardened, and I found her shaking body and endless tears intensely arousing. I paused to move down and take a nipple into my mouth. She gasped.
"Gatsby—"
"Didn't I ask you to relax?" I repeated.
She squirmed, yet arched her back as I swirled my tongue around the rigid peak.
"How can I when?—"
"When what?" I moved my free hand between us to push down her panties. She bucked her hips and tried to get away, but I reached for the knife and clumsily cut them off her, tugging them free from her body.
"No, we shouldn't..." she whimpered.
"Why? Did you die tonight?"
"No, but it should be me!" She cried out as I undid my belt and shoved my pants down, freeing my cock.
"You don't deserve that, Daisy. You're not what you think you are. You're perfect, you're stunning, you're beautiful."
"Beautiful? Gatsby, I'm a murderer."
"My beautiful little freak," I murmured as I spread her legs further. I fingered her pussy, and despite her claims that she wasn't interested, she was wet. I spread her arousal over her clit, making her squirm and moan underneath me. “I’m a murderer too. Let’s be murderers together.”
"Please, Gatsby," she moaned again, her words saying no, but her body betraying her. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
"You said to punish you, well, accept your punishment," I said, as I aligned my cock with her entrance and slammed into her on the floor. She gasped loudly as I took her. Her arms swung forward, and she clawed at my shirt. I thrust hard and fast, feeling her pussy tighten with me.
"Unless you're about to tell me you're coming, I don't want to hear another fucking word out of your mouth," I snarled when she stammered. I grabbed her arm again and yanked it back into position while grabbing my tattoo machine with the other hand.
"You are not a psychopath." I drew a hard line into herskin. "You are not a monster." I crossed that line with a second one. "You are not a bad person, Daisy. You have always been, and always will be... my beautiful... little..." I scrawled above the crossed out word and punctuated my work with continued thrusts inside her perfect, tight pussy. "Freak."
Her body tensed as she came. Her pussy clenched my cock, milking me as she gushed. I set down my machine and began thrusting faster, needing my own release. My balls tightened and soon I was throwing my head forward and stilling as my cock erupted inside her. I filled her pussy with my seed until there was nothing left, and then stood.
Naked and shaking, she stood and went to the mirror, her arm raised. Putting my cock back in my pants, I went to the trash and tossed the used needles and ink and reached for fresh ones.
"Gatsby—" she started, flashing me her modified tattoo.
"I told you I'd mark myself with whatever I marked on you. You're not a monster, Daisy. We are one and the same, and what we are, are?—"
"Beautiful little freaks," she whispered.
"That's right, baby. You and I are both one and the same. We protect the people we love. We protect the people that they aim to hurt. Lilly, Jessica Wolfsheim, and people like them don't just stop at one person. The hate they have for society makes them repeat things over and over."
"How do you know that, though?" She stepped aside as I took my materials to the mirror and peeled off my shirt. I'd fallen asleep in it, and it was stiff and damp from the rain. I inhaled deeply as I eyed my chest, looking for just the right place to tattoo myself.
"Because, Daisy," I started, "I wasn't at the Wolfsheim estate by accident. You know that. I'd been invited. I'd beenpaid to kill Jessica. She'd been molesting her brother for years."
"No." Daisy shook her head. "That can't be."
