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I pulled up my phone and found a video for the tattoo gun brand and watched it for about two minutes before I got bored and decided to just wing it.
I’d come up with a brilliant idea.
“Cain, you’re constantly telling me that I belong to you. I’ve never heard the word ‘mine’ so much in my entire life until coming here. But everyone on this campus must not have gotten the memo that you belong to me as well. So I say, let’s make sure it’s obvious to them anytime they feel tempted to touch what’s mine. What do you say to that?”
He was screaming at me so hard in his head right now I could almost hear it, and a giggle slipped from my lips.
I didn’t really recognize myself in that moment, but I felt…wonderful.
I hummed as I pulled his pants down until the area right above his dick was showing, then I doused his skin with rubbing alcohol. I didn’t know anything about tattooing, but making sure everything was clean seemed to make sense.
I didn’t want to kill him.
I just wanted to make sure that for the rest of his life, no matter where our paths took us, he would always know that a piece of him belonged to me…just like a piece of me would always belong to him.
I took the tattoo gun and touched it to the skin. His eyes flashed with pain, and I pulled the gun away. “Oh, I’m sorry. Did that hurt? I wonder if it felt as bad as being chased in the dark butt naked and then forced to suck your cock? Does it hurt that bad?” I asked mockingly as I pressed the gun to his skin again and went to work.
In sprawling cursive, I wrote “Property of the Demon’s Daughter” in black and hot pink across his skin so that anyone who came close to his dick wouldn’t be able to miss it.
It took a while…and it kind of looked like a kindergartner had done it, but I was pretty proud.
I’d learned a new skill.
I set the gun down and picked up my phone to take a picture. For posterity’s sake, of course.
“Smile,” I said wickedly before snapping a picture. And a few more just for good measure.
“No smile. That’s bold. Makes you look super mysterious. I like it,” I joked, cracking myself up because I’d obviously lost my mind.
I was taking some closeups of the tattoo when I heard Jenna’s voice through the door. “Aurora, I lost Tyson,” she whisper yelled.
I stood up and lazily stretched before grabbing the equipment and putting it back on the desk. Then I walked over and let Jenna in. She was sweating and looked like she was the one who’d just temporarily paralyzed someone and given them a tattoo. “What did you end up—” Her words abruptly dropped off as she looked down and saw Cain’s tattoo.
It was hilarious to see her gaze go back and forth between Cain and me, her mouth gaped open in complete shock.
“I mean, I told you ‘bat shit crazy’, did I not?” I asked lightly as I kneeled down to pull Cain’s pants up higher before patting his cheek. His eyes were literally staring daggers at me. It was kind of an amazing thing how much just the eyes could tell you. The rest of his face was completely relaxed and serene.
“I’m going to definitely start thinking bigger when it comes to you,” she murmured. She crossed her arms in front of her and shifted uneasily. “So what do we do next?”
“We go back to the party. The stuff will wear off in a couple of hours, and then he’ll try and kill me. So we might as well have fun in the meantime.” I moved Cain’s head so that it was facing the door. I wanted him to watch me walk away.
She gaped at me. “You are on a whole other level. And I’m not sure I’m capable of this kind of creativity.”
I snickered and then took her arm and headed towards the door. I stopped at the threshold and looked back over my shoulder. “If I forget to tell you tonight…I had a really good time,” I told him, blowing him a kiss.
“You just quotedPretty Woman,” said Jenna dryly.
“Name a better movie,” I said as I closed the door behind us.
“I mean, the list is long.”
We both burst into hysterics as we started down the stairs, stepping over the pile of vomit that someone had left in the middle of the stairs.
When we got to the main floor, it was like stepping into a sauna. The cold air coming in the still open front door combined with the humid air from the sweaty masses of people dancing made the room look almost hazy.
I was running high on adrenaline from what I’d done upstairs, almost like I was drunk, and Jenna didn’t even have to cajole me into jumping right into the fray. In that moment, I didn’t care about the dirty looks, I didn’t care about the smell, I didn’t care about the people knocking into me. All I cared about was that upstairs, the king of this college had been marked by me. And even if he tried to get it removed, the memory of laying there on the floor while I did whatever I wanted to him…it would stay in his mind forever.
And that was the best fucking thing I’d ever heard.
