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Guide My Damn Hands- Chapter 13

GUESS WHO'S BAAACCCK BITCHES.
WHYYHELLO MY FELLOWS HOES, IT'S BEEN A WHILE, AND I APOLOGIZE FOR ABSENT, THOU ASSCRACK HAD A LOAD OF SHIT WHICH NEEDED TO BE RELEASE - for fuck sake😂 y'all I just needed to take a little break, I just got out of school so I wanted to take a little break to relax, also I have to work so my schedule isn't the best rn. But I try the best I can, and hopefully I can write more, but again, shits going on so I can't guarantee anything. BUT ANYWAYS THIS IS THE NEXT CHAPTER SO AS ALWAYS TAKE A DEEP BREATH, RELAX, RELEASE ANY NEGATIVE BLOCKAGES AND ENJOY THIS CHAPTER. ALSO THANK YOU SOOO FUCKING MUCH FOR Y'ALLS SUPPORT. SAY FUNNY ASS SHIT, AND ENJOY OK BYE.

Asami POV 

I offered to check because indeed she did hit that table really hard. Before I said anything else, she took off her white tank top and revealed her entire back. I was stunned. Her back; just like her body, was very toned and muscular. But what was interesting was this large tattoo that started from just below her nape, stretching out to both shoulder blades, and ended at the end of her back. Her vertebrae accentuate the tattoo’s symmetry and her flawless mocha skin complemented the highlighted colors of the entire tattoo. 

It was raava, the tattoo was of raava; the spirit of light and peace. The colors were spot on, the outline was impeccable, the details were impressive, and the whole tattoo was a job well done. Whoever did this tattoo knew what the fuck they were doing. I couldn't help but stare at her back for some time. It was just so beautiful, I couldn't ‘not’ look at it. 

“I got it for my 18th birthday. I really wanted one when I was young, but my parents told me to wait. Then exactly when I turned 18 I went with my best friend and got this tattoo. The meaning is alot bigger to me than what it actually stands for. It's funny cause I always said I wanted to get my tattoo from the water tribe, since my dad got his there, so I literally dragged my friend to the south pole just to hold my hand during the whole thing.” She said, chuckling at the end. 

“It's absolutely beautiful, how many hours?” I asked, taking in all of its details, still mesmerized by it all. “A total of 3 days. It hurt like a bitch. And I had to sleep on my stomach for the entire week, which sucked.” She groaned. “You don't like sleeping on your stomach?” I asked. “Nope, not at all, I get really bad nightmares.” She said with simplicity. I hummed.

“Okay let me touch around, let me know where it hurts.” I said. I stared into raava's eyes, and something told me to touch it. My hand traveled towards raava's eye, and the moment my finger landed on her back, she jerked suddenly, letting out a quick sigh. It broke my trance and I quickly withdrew my finger as fast as I could, hoping I didn't land on the bruise. 

“Are you okay?” I asked;  I didn't mean to, but my words came out in a very worried tone. “Your hands are cold.” The other woman said softly, giggling quietly. I slapped her shoulder for scaring me. I try to be as soft-handed as possible but it doesn't help when someone scares you, and disrupts your focus.

‘Even though I wasn't really focusing on the bruise but more so on her sexy bac-’

“Can you please NOT do that?” I asked, very pissed off. “Tranquila, voy hacer todo lo que me pidas preciosa. Ojala que lo que me pides sea divertido.” She said in a smooth, sly voice, with undertones of seductive temptation. “I may not know spanish but from the sound of it, I know that what you just said wasn't coherently innocent. Behave.” I told her. “Yes ma’am.” She mumbled in her low sexy voice.