I had walked into the living room to see Claude and Rosemary... Enjoying each other. Yeah, it hurt to know I am not actually special to him. So now I am hoping Dagger can cheer me up but in front of a target wasn't what I was thinking.
A massive storm is happening outside. "Just stand there, I promise it won't hit you," Dagger says. I'm in his room because he is wanting to scare me. I'm standing in front of a target. "Okay, just go for it," I say. He picks up a blade and he pegs it at the target right next to my head.
I squeeze my eyes shut. "You really are the scariest in the Circus, Dagger," I say. "Just call me Jeremy; we aren't in the Circus right now," he says. "But Dagger suits you so well," I pout. He throws another blade, and it stabs my dress into the target. "Bloody hell, why so close?" I ask.
"Pinning you against a wall is my style," he says with a chuckle. I roll my eyes. "Spread your arms out and legs," he says. I lift my arms out and spread my legs like how someone would usually stand in front of a target.
He throws two blades at the same time, and I flinch. My dress gets stabbed into the target even more, and one goes right between my legs. He walks towards me, grabbing ahold of the knife between my legs, and he pulls it out. "Did you throw that blade there just to have an excuse to get your hand between my legs?" I ask. He nods. "You know it," he says. I giggle.
He pulls the blades out from the side of my dress but doesn't take the ones from my arms out. He moves his hands to my waist. I never thought I'd feel hot and heavy with Dagger. His knife throwing is a mix of emotions—terrified but amazed—and it's a huge turn on, from how exhilarating it feels.
"All of today, I've wanted to be in Claude's position because he gets the girl I want and can have full control over her with a flick of a finger."
"He hasn't gotten anything from me but a kiss," I say. "But this morning-" "You interrupted; this morning I didn't do anything but kiss him," I say.
"He kissed you because he knows I like you, didn't you see the way he looked at me just before he kissed you?" he asks. "Fernando loves Ana, and when it is Ana and Fernando with just Claude, he does the same to him to show that he gets the girls we want. I think the girl he actually likes is Rose."
"I'm ashamed, Dagger," I say, trying to hug him, but my arms are still stuck. I've never really gotten a good look at Dagger's face because I'm always gawking at Claude. Dagger is more of the cute one. He grabs the knives from my arms and sets me free. "Okay, I'm done now," he says and walks away to the tray that has his blades on.
I walk up to him. "Dagger—" "Call me Jeremy, I said!" he snaps. "Don't yell at me; you know how sensitive I am," I say with a frown. He sighs.
I walk closer to him, getting in the way of his fondling with his blades on the table, and I wrap my arms around his neck. "I've always wanted to know what an orgasm feels like; can you help me?" I pout. His mouth opens slightly with shock. "I... You. Are you playing some joke with me? Claude put you up to this, didn't he?" he asks.
I shake my head. "Please, I want you to make me feel good," I shamelessly say. "If I die because of this, don't blame it on me," he says. "Are you sure you want me to do this though? Wouldn't you want it to be Claude or someone else?" "I want you," I say, pushing him onto his bed, making him lay down. Then I get on top of him, straddling him, and I lean down to kiss him.
His hands move to my body with eagerness as he kisses me back. I move my hips against him, and his hands cup my ass and push me firmer against him. I moan into his mouth, and his hands squeeze me. He rolls us over, so he's on top and adjusts himself between my legs, not breaking the kiss.
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I'm laying only partly on him, trying to process what just happened. I'm aching between my legs, but apparently, that's normal? It hurt at first, but then started feeling great after he moved a bit.
"That was a dream come true," Dagger chuckles. It felt different from what I expected, but it was still nice. "It was great," I exclaimed.
"I gotta pee," I say and get off of him. "I'll be right here waiting for you to come back," he says. "Mhm," I say, grabbing my dress. I put it on and walk to his bathroom. I pee, clean myself up, then look in the mirror. My hair looks awful, but my body seems different in a way.
I tilt my head, seeing all the marks that Claude had left on me just last night. Dagger didn't mark me; he was more gentle and passionate while Claude was hungry and aggressive. I grab my boobs, and they feel odd. I feel odd. I sigh and open the bathroom door. Something feels off.
When I exit the bathroom, I notice Dagger isn't on his bed. I look around, then gasp. I cover my mouth. Why is Dagger against the target with all of his blades in his body? One sticking right in his head, blood is everywhere. I scream.
I run to the door, but it's opened by Claude. I run into him and whimper. "What... What happened?" He asks. I've never seen this look from him before. I cry just under his chest and clench his shirt into my fists. "Dagger... Someone hurt him," I say.
His hand goes to the back of my head. "It's okay, calm down," he says. "We need to ring the police," I cry. "They won't be able to get out here with the roads this dangerous," he says. "We need to go downstairs to everyone else; we can't go into Dagger's room, we can't touch anything in there until we get ahold of the police," he says.
"I'll ring them to see if they can get a helicopter out here." "But whoever did this to him is still in here," I say. "We'll keep everyone downstairs until the police arrive," he says. "Because you are a suspect, Doll. They are gonna want to talk with you first."