Like A Dream

Chapter 17

Harry was going to get a tattoo.

He had thought about it quite a lot over the last few weeks, and he thought he would look even prettier with one. His Doms had loads of tattoos on all different parts of their bodies, and he couldn't help but admire them every time he looked at the men.

He'd decided he wanted a butterfly, right in the middle of his stomach, simply because butterflies were pretty and he liked them. He couldn't wait to have his Doms run their fingers along the ink on his stomach, or run their tongues up and down his abs, right where the butterfly would be placed. A shiver ran down his spine at the thought.

"What're you thinking about, sweets?" Zayn asked, pulling Harry from his increasingly dirty thoughts.

"Oh, nothing — just daydreaming," Harry said casually, trying to act nonchalant. He didn't want his Doms to know about him getting the tattoo yet, because he was almost positive that they wouldn't approve. He remembered when he asked Louis about it in the bath a few weeks ago, and the Dom had only responded with, 'perhaps.' Perhaps essentially meant 'no,' and so Harry wasn't going to risk his chances of getting inked by asking another time.

The sub figured that once he got the tattoo and came home with it, the men would be so turned on by it that they wouldn't even care that he didn't ask their permission. They would probably just ask if they could fuck him nice and good because they'd be so turned on.

"Cheeky little boy," Zayn said with a grin, shaking his head. "You'd better get ready for school."

Harry looked at the clock and saw Zayn was right, so he dashed to his room and pulled on some clothes. Liam was already waiting for him by the door when he returned downstairs, and the boy gave each Dom a kiss goodbye before they left.

At school, Harry stayed with Liam in his classroom before school began like usual. Luke and Michael joined them as well, and the two subs socialized while their Doms finished up some work.

When Harry saw that the two Doms were particularly distracted with grading papers, Harry tapped Luke on the shoulder eagerly. "Guess what?" he exclaimed in a whisper.

Luke quirked a brow. "Oh no, this can't be good," he whispered back jokingly.

Harry rolled his eyes and made sure the Doms were still preoccupied before he spoke. "I'm gonna get a tattoo," he whispered excitedly. "Right in the middle of my stomach. I'm going to the parlor today during lunch."

Luke's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "Harry! Are you insane? You can't skip school! Do you even have permission to do that?!" he whispered back anxiously, clearly not wanting his friend to get in trouble.

"Shhh," Harry shushed, holding a finger to his lips in panic — he'd be dead if Liam or Michael heard him! "No, I don't technically have permission, but I'm going to do it anyway. They'll love it, anyway. Just you see."

The other sub looked incredibly doubtful. "I don't know, Haz ... if it were me, I wouldn't do it. But I won't tell on you."

Harry smirked. "I'll be fine," he assured confidently. "Just you see."

The bell rang, interrupting their conversation. Harry got up to say goodbye to Liam, as did Luke to Michael.

"Be a good boy, Angel," Liam told him before he set off to his first class. "I love you."

Oh, I'll be a good boy, Harry thought mischievously. Just you wait until you see my tattoo.

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It was the middle of the lunch period, and Harry had successfully snuck out of the school building. The tattoo parlor was walking distance from the school, just to his luck. It would only take about ten minutes to get there, and he had two hours to get the tattoo done.