Chapter 18

I WILL BE DOING THIS FROM SAGES POV UNTIL THE NEXT CHAPTER.

FEBRUARY 15. 1999SAGE WALTMORE

MY EYES SHOT open. Some of the pillows seemed to practically fall off of the bed. The thin silk sheet covered my back, I was clothless in Draco's bed.

I remembered everything that happened that night. My head pounded and my eyes stung a bit. My back was on Draco's stomach and his arm was over mine.

"Good Morning Sage"

"Hi Draco" I whispered.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" He asked.

"If you wanna cum then fucking cum" He groaned.

I nodded smiling lazily. "That's great" He replied happily. "You were amazing." He whispered.

His forearm rested on the sheets revealing his dark mark. I stared at it, the dark skull with a snake protruding from it.

My breath hitched. Although I really want to touch it. I found my fingertips moving towards his pale forearm. They connected with his soft skin moving towards the dark mark. I touched it.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"No. Not anymore"

I pulled my fingertips away from his forearm tucking it back underneath his arm. "You ruined my sheets" He said. "We ruined your sheets" I replied, smiling. "That works too" He chuckled.

"Draco?"

"Yes?"

"Why did you fuck me?" I asked.

He didn't reply.

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Because you're special. Special people don't get this done to them" He replied.

"I believe you" I said.

"Good" He whispered.

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I almost gagged at the taste of this thing. I almost gagged at the taste of this thing. "What did you expect it to taste like strawberries and bananas?" Draco said.

"No—it fucking tastes like rotten eggs and old sardines" I choked out.

He rolled his eyes smiling. "Pull out next time" I said.

"I'll make sure not to" He joked. "Draco I'm serious this tastes like fucking shit"

"Alright alright"

I raked my hands through my damp hair. Draco stood against the sink, watching me. "What's with the clothes?" He asked, staring at my skirt.

I gave him a look trying to make him feel stupid. "Well...Draco it's a skirt. Mary Janes, thigh high socks, a green and silver tie, and a white long sleeve. My robe is over your shoulders"

I threw the small vial across the bathroom. "I mean...what's underneath the uniform?" He said. I stared at him through the mirror. My hands rested on the sink and I looked down at the rings on my fingers. "Do I make you nervous Sage?"

"No. That's just for me to know and for you to find out" I said, smirking.

"Ooooooo, Naughty" He said chuckling. I looked back up at the mirror. "Shut up" I giggled.

I continued racking my hand through the strands of hair making sure there were no knots. I watched as Draco made his way towards me, slowly. Almost as if he were a cat trying to catch his rat.

Of course I'm not a rat.

That was a fucking stupid example.

He stood up behind me raising up his hand to stop my wrist from moving. "Put your hand down" He whispered into my ear. He released his hand from my wrist letting it fall onto the sink. He caressed my hair before pushing it all onto my left shoulder. I shivered under his touch as he softly glided his fingertips across my neck.

"I left love bites on the other side of your neck. Did you know?" He asked with a soft tone.

My eyes grew wide. "No- No I didn't even check" I said. What would my mother and father think? What would anyone think? They'd probably call me a slut.

But I like that.

"I'm guessing you forgot to pee as well?"

"No. Of course I did" I replied.

"Certain?" He asked.

"Yes. Yes I'm certain" I replied.

He leaned in hesitantly before giving my neck a soft kiss. His other hand being put onto my waist holding me in place. "Draco we're in a bathroom. The girls shouldn't even be in a boys bathroom" I said chuckling.

"We can make it work" He whispered. "Later. I have letters that need to be sent out for my father. He ordered me to do it as soon as possible."

Draco took every part of his touch off of my body, backing away towards a sink. I stared at him through the mirror furrowing my eyebrows.

"Daddy's orders" He said lowly.

Daddy's orders.Daddy's orders.Daddy's orders.Daddy's orders.How the fuck can someone make Daddy's orders sound so sexy.

A smirk began to form the corner of my lips. "What? Do you like when I say Daddy's orders? Little girl, slut, whore-"

"Stop teasing" I interrupted. "And- the worst place to fuck is in a bathroom"

"It's quite decent. The thought of me covering your mouth-"

"No! Shut up" I interrupted again.

"Can't listen to me because it's too disgusting? Knew you were too prissy." He taunted.

I turned around to look at him. He's leaning back on a sink far away from the one I stood by. "Are you trying to provoke me Draco?"

He didn't say a word. "Good." I finished.

"I'm not scared of provoking you. I also know you are not afraid to get a little dirty, though only I know how dirty you are" He admitted.

Though only I know how dirty you are

He knows how dirty I am? What's that supposed to mean?

"What?" I blurted out.

He bit the inside of his cheek as he rubbed the side of his thigh. "Nothing" He muttered.

"None of this is the reason why I sent you here anyways. Could you stand behind that large pillar over there?" He asked, looking at one of the pillars.

Why?

Wait,

It'd be rude of me not to.

I hesitantly nodded and made my way over to the stone cold pillar. My feet took light steps and the cold air brought goosebumps to my skin. I leaned against the pillar questions crossing my mind with the sound of heavy footsteps making its way towards the pillar.

I gasped when I felt a cold blade touch my fingers. "Do I have permission to run this blade against your skin until it draws blood?" He asked"Ye-why?" I found myself asking.

"Because. Just think...How nice would it be to have each others initials carved into one another's skin"

My eyes lit up with shock. Yet I am not that surprised. The corner of my lips began to turn upward into a smirk. "I am guessing that's a yes then" He sighed.

He stood in front of me, studying my body before staring at my skirt, almost fixating on it. "Do you mind?" He asked.

"No, I don't," I replied.

He slowly kneeled down with the sharp dagger held in his hand. He slithered his hand up the thigh high socks then pulled them down. "Can you hold your skirt up l' amour? [love]" He asked.

I grabbed the ends of my skirt rolling them up quickly to get it over with. Draco stared at my bare thigh for a moment before looking up to me. "This is going to hurt a bit. Are you sure?"

How bad will it hurt?

Will it feel like a needle?

Whatever.

I nodded.

What if it causes an infection? I doubt it. The point of this is to cause a scar with his initials.I can carve mine onto his skin as well. Oh how fun.

Fuck

I bit the tip of my tongue as the sharp blade pierced into my skin, it was only a second. Part of the D. A thick warm liquid trailed down my thigh. Draco stopped for a few seconds before continuing on with the D, the dagger curved a bit before finally stopping. More blood crawled down my thigh.

He stopped again before starting on part of the M. It shouldn't hurt this much- it doesn't hurt this much. I'm over exaggerating this right?

Actually I am most definitely, it'll soon be—

Over.

Thank god it was over. Though, it was kind of nice.

Draco pulled the dagger away smearing some of the blood across my skin. "It wasn't that bad. It'll scar," He said. Draco handed me the dagger and slowly stood up. I could feel the warm blood crawl against my skin.

Draco rose up his sleeve revealing his bare forearm. The one without the dark mark on it. "Go ahead, it won't hurt me" He Insisted.

The blood rushing down his Snow White skin.

"Come on, I promise-"

I pressed the tip of the dagger against his forearm as he leaned back against the wall. Draco used his other hand to caress my hair, softly. "Sage"

"What" I muttered.

"Just- it won't hurt and you know that"

"I do" I responded.

I moved the dagger against his soft skin, the red blood rushing down to his palm. I curved the dagger into an S.

I pierced the dagger back into his skin starting on the W. Draco cursed underneath his breath as I continued on the W, some of the blood dripping down his fingertips.

I quickly carved the W into his skin and more of the blood dripped. "It wasn't that bad was it?" I asked, staring at the dripping blood. Draco didn't say anything. I looked up at him, dry tears stained his face. He stared at the dagger. "You said it wouldn't hurt you. Lair"

Draco rolled his eyes and kissed my cheek before using his shirt to wipe off the blood. "Maybe just a little" He responded.

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