{ "put on a show for me, baby" }
──── 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა
⌗ r. suna × fem! reader
꒰ 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 ꒱
✎ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ; a gang leader who runs
a tattoo parlor runs into another gang
leader, suna rin...
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TWO:
❝ 𝐺𝑂𝑂𝐷 𝐺𝐼𝑅𝐿 ❞
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It has been about an hour and half since you started Suna's tattoo. So far you had only finished the head and a third of the snake's body. Suna seemed completely relaxed and his eyes were closed. If it weren't for him occasionally biting his lip in pain, you would have assumed he was asleep.
"You must have a high pain tolerance, huh?"
You continued working down his pale neck making sure to make the tattoo as detailed as possible. Whenever you started a tattoo you made sure to finish it as best as you could. You might have been lazy when it came to most things but tattoos were not one of them.
He hummed in response, not bothering to respond verbally. You were grateful he preferred to stay silent, only allowing 'Flawless' to play throughout the room which accompanied the buzz of the tattoo gun. This man made you feel things you had only felt once before in the span of a few hours and you had no idea how.
You soon started to get towards the middle of Suna's neck and you bit your lip in concentration, "this might hurt a bit more." Right as you said that you felt a warm presence around your thigh.
Looking down you saw his ring clad, veiny hand, engulf your thigh, squeezing it. You looked back up to see Suna's face contorting in pain; his eyebrows furrowed and he bit his lips so hard you thought he would draw blood.
"It's alright, " you whispered. You tried to make it seem like you were reassuring him but in reality you were trying to calm the raging emotions you were feeling. You continued to work on the tattoo, trying to be as quick as possible to ensure he wouldn't be in too much pain and so you calm yourself down.
"Fuck," he groaned under his breath. He continued squeezing your thigh and you bit your lip. The butterflies continued to grow stronger as if they were trying to break free from your stomach.
Fuck me
Finally you finished the middle section and you felt Suna loosen his grip on your thigh however, he didn't let go. You sat up straight from your leaned over position and stretched.
