❥・𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉・❥

・❥ First tattoo

I was a bit nervous to be getting my first tattoo today.

I had made my appointment a week in advance, I already knew what I was getting.

A big rose on my thigh, I wanted more tattoos in the future so I was glad I was starting now on getting them.

I walk in and is greeted by the man working the desk, "I have a 2:30?"

"Ah yes, Ayana. Everything shall be ready for you shortly." I nod taking a seat on one of the chairs.

I pull up the reference picture one more time, just to have it on hand when the artist wants to see it.

After a few minutes of waiting, one of the customers comes out and the man motions me to go to the back.

My eyes widen as I make eye contact with the tattoo artist.

"Leonardo?" I say shocked, "You work here?"

The blonde man looks at me eyes wide, "Ayana? I didn't expect to see you here?"

"Is it because of my vibe?" I tease and he chuckles, "Well yes, cute soft kindergarten teacher at a tattoo parlor? What a surprise."

I laugh, "Well this is only my first tattoo ever." He nods, "Oh really?"

I sit down in the chair, "I'm a bit nervous..." he smiles, "Don't be, I'll be sure to make you as comfortable as possible." I smirk, "I'd like that."

Leo and I had been talking for a bit or so, just a couple weeks ago he told me about his daughter, which didn't change my mind on how I felt about him.

If I was being honest, I only came here because Nia told me she saw him and the repatriation was high, so I thought why not.

"So where do you want this first tattoo of yours?" He asks, "On my thigh, right here." I lift up my skirt and I see his face instantly turn red, "Alright." He clears his throat.

"You wanna... take off your skirt then?" I could tell he was getting flustered by the minute and it was rubbing off on me a bit.

"Okay." I stand up, unzipping my skirt and sitting back on the chair, I see him shift in his seat.

His eyes take a quick glance at my underwear before smiling and turning away.

*Good thing I wore black today...*

"Okay so I assume you have a reference?" I nod, handing him my phone, "That's really pretty!" I blush, "Yeah... roses are my favorite."

"I wanna come back and get vines down my leg at some point."

"That would be very pretty."

He starts to prepare the area, I think to start up small talk to help cool down the atmosphere.

"Have you ever denied a client?" I ask, "Plenty of times." He continues, "One time a guy wanted a certain logo on his back and I denied it because, why would I want to draw anything like that."

I laugh, "Do you do piercings too?"

"I don't, my coworker ,Danny, the guy at the desk, does piercings. I'm just the artist and man behind the plan."

He pulls away looking at me, "Why? You want a piercing too?" I shake my head, "No no! My lobes are all I need!"

"Plus I think the only thing I can handle is tattoos..." I giggle nervously.

He laughs, "Yeah I understand that, I got a tongue piercing to celebrate us moving to a bigger and better parlor." I gasp, "Wait, you've been doing this for a while huh?"

He giggles, "Yep, I opened my first shop during college, got a big break doing the tattoo of someone famous, moved shops and now... I'm living comfortably."

I smile, Leo seemed like an accomplished man, yet looking at him, his eyes, told he was not that happy with it.

Like he was missing something, or lost something.

"You have a tongue piercing?" My tone was full of curiosity but also sultry, he smiles, "I do."

"I can't show you it though."

"Why not?"

"I'd rather you find out about it in another setting."

My eyes widen and I feel my face heat up.

*This guy is good.*

Before I knew it he was halfway done, the area feeling a bit off than what I imagined.

"You have more people working here right?" I ask, "Yes I do."

"So, are you saying that in another universe, my tattoo artist wouldn't have been you?" I hear him chuckle lightly, "As if I would let that happen."

He continues, "I already knew you were coming in because I saw you come in, and Danny told me about it."

I nod my head, "So I guess you just had to mark me." I see his face turn red at that leaving him speechless, "I'm kidding!"

*But that wouldn't be a bad thing.*

A couple more minutes go by and he finishes, handing me a piece of paper.

"What's this?" I ask, "Instructions you have to do for the next couple days."

"Just like how you have to disinfect piercings, you have to do the same with tattoos, believe it or not."

I look at the list nodding, "Okay got it, so you had to do all this with your tattoos?"

"Oh yeah, I'm pretty much an expert at it."

I stare at him waiting for him to say any type of joke but he just smirks at me.

"Anyways, I must be going now." I smile at him, putting my skirt back on.

"Call you later?" I turn to him, he smiles, "You better."

I wink at him before walking out of the room.

*Whew boy... that was intense.*