This book will be filled with anime characters, both female and male!
This book is going to be filled with
•Smut
•Fluff
•Angst
•Female domination.
•Scenarios
Not taking requests, strictly writing for fun.
If you have a problem with this, don't le...
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Cw: Heavy praising, daddy and mommy kink, unrealistic pegging, femdom, slight bondage, slow/passionate sex, small rough play, bulging, age gap (Armin 20 you 30), and last but not least, weed usage.
Pet names used: Pretty, baby boy, mommy/daddy.
WC:2560
Stud/ tattoo artist x client Armin.
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"Welcome to black ink. Appointment or walk-in?" You asked as you sat behind the front desk, making a sketch for an appointment for the next day.
"Walk in." A light male voice speaks up. He walks over to the front desk, the sounds of his sneakers getting closer making you look up from your work. Whoa.
You've met a lot of fine people during this job of yours, women and men, but this particular blue-eyed blonde caught your attention pretty fast. Wait. "You look familiar. Haven't I seen you before, foreigner?" You sat up behind the counter, putting your work back into the folder.
"Um, yeah. I came here when I was younger, with my parents. I got my ears done, now I'm here for a neckpiece." As he spoke, his German accent thick, you passed him the sign-in clipboard, which he used. As his big hands held the pen, your eyes couldn't get off his beautiful face and soft features. He grew up, that's for sure.
Once he was done, he lifted his head and made eye contact with you, making his fair skin heat up into a gentle red color. You smiled a little, the jewels on your bottom teeth blinging, which catches him off guard. "So...Armin. What's the piece you wanted today?." You paused your sentence, reading his name off the clipboard before meeting his eyes again.
His hand shuffles in his pocket before pulling out a piece of paper. It was blank, no bigger than a credit card until he started fidgeting with it, unraveling it until it had a sketch. "Wow... you drew this?" You leaned forward, examining the flowers that were drawn in pencil. "Yeah, I did. Since I had it, it's been kinda special to me. I want it right here." He pulled down the collar of his shirt just a bit, his hand going over the skin he wanted the art placed.
You on the other hand was watching something else. You couldn't help but to check this now young man out. His bowl hair cut now gone, he looked amazing as he grew into his features.
