“Show me how.” She says eagerly. I push her hair off to the side of her neck and place a kiss on the exposed flesh, right below her ear. I don’t miss the way she shudders against me.
I hold her hand in mine and instruct how much pressure to place and how to angle the needle, what direction to go in and how to best follow the design. She takes a breath in and rests the gun against my skin before following my instructions perfectly.
“You’re a fucking natural, baby.” I praise, watching her mark me up with the ink. She completes the rose and sets down the tattoo gun, turning to look at me. Her eyes sparkle with unshed tears.
“This is for Pierce, isn’t it?” I nod, setting my head down on her shoulder, feeling the gaping hole of grief crack open my chest.
“It’s beautiful.” She says, admiring the fresh ink.
“So are you.” I say.
She shoves my arm. “That was cheesy.”
I nod. “Do you want one?”
“A tattoo?” She asks.
“No, a taco. Yes, a tattoo.” I say with a chuckle.
She pauses for a minute, mulling it over. “Yeah, let’s do it.”
She hops off my lap, stripping her top off. She unhooks her bra, and my already hard cock strains against my pants even more.
“Fuck, baby.” I say, wanting to shove my cock between those two perfect tits.
“I want this one.” She says, snatching up a picture I drew of a cracked open pomegranate being surrounded by a snake.
I take the picture from her and ready my instruments. She shows me exactly where she wants it, laying down across my bed so I can tattoo her rib cage.
“Are you ready?” I ask thumbing her skin, ready to mark it up.
“Yes.” She says into the pillow she’s clutching. I pull up my chair and trace out where her tattoo is going to go, snapping a picture of her laying on her side, her breasts pushed against the bed. I show her the picture asking if that’s where she want it to go. She agrees, biting her bottom lip.
I run the tattoo gun over her skin and bones, stabbing the ink into the flesh along her ribs. She lets out a small moan that makes it hard to concentrate.
“Baby, you keep making sounds like that and I’m going to have to shove my cock in you.”
“Why don’t you?” She asks, with a teasing wink.
“Because you don’t want me to fuck up your first tattoo, do you?”
“What? You can’t do both?” She challenges. I toss the tattoo gun down, ripping my pants and shirt off.
“You keep running that mouth of yours while I’m trying to work, do I need to shut you up?” I ask, pressing my cock against her mouth.
She licks me from the base to the tip, her tattoo gleaming against her skin. She looks so fucking hot as she takes me in her mouth. I yank the gun back up and hunch over, letting her suck me off while I finish up her tattoo.
I shade in the pomegranate as she swirls her tongue around my tip, her cheeks hollow out as she sucks my length in. I shove my hips forward, fucking her mouth until it hits the back of her throat. Tears leak down her eyes as I wipe away the blood from her skin, revealing the finished tattoo. I push back her hair and gather it in my free hand.
“You have no idea how hard it was not to carve my name into your skin right now.” I say watching her take me, gagging around my length. My piercings bump against her lips with each thrust.
She lets my cock go with a loud pop. “Do it.” She says looking up at me, drool running down her chin. “Mark me. Make me yours.” She says.
I shove my cock back in her mouth and carve out my name next to the snake. I finish with a flourish to the ‘s’, and she stops sucking me, my cock strains towards her as she snatches the gun from me. She switches out the needles and pushes me down to sit on my chair. She peels off her pants and settles herself on top of me, lining me up with her entrance.
“You branded me, now I get to brand you.” She says sheathing me inside her.
She rocks her hips on me, taking me as she tilts my head to the side, scrawling her name into my skin.
