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"𝕬re you positive, positive?"
"Are you deaf, deaf?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, his eyebrows narrowing at me with a small glare, until I laughed and his lips twitched, shaking his head at me, crying out,
"I'm serious!"
"I know you are" I spoke with mirth, pushing my shirt off my shoulder to give him a wide space to work, his hesitant eyes glued to mine as my bra peeked out from the unbuttoned shirt.
I smiled warmly at him in a reassuring way, I trust Sirius wasn't about to start fantasising about me because he's just seen a small section of the lace of my lemon yellow bra. He's smitten with Scarlette, i'm smitten with Remus, we'd never go there.
He sighs, glancing away from the hufflepuff to the needle on the table and back to her, his teeth tugging at his lip, as he wonders quietly,
"Are you sure you want me though? Would you not prefer to get it done professionally?"
"No, i'd like you to do it. Besides, you're an artist, i've seen you do your own stick and pokes, sketches and what not. I want you to do it, I trust you" I murmured, scraping his hair back and tying it with one of my blonde hair ties, a mischievous grin settling on his face as he teases,
"Totally knew you were a yellow girl, Lolo"
"Totally know you've worn Scarlette's underwear for a day" I fired back with a smirk, his eyebrows shooting to his hairline as a pink dusts his cheeks, though he merely chuckled, shrugging,
"Felt like experiencing it all, you know?"
"I do, Re's boxers are fairly comfortable" I nodded, the both of us laughing at each other before I gestured to the needle and my collar bone, having already applied some numbing cream to the spot, grunting exasperatedly "Come on, Black, we haven't got all day"
"Relax, baby, it won't take me long" He mutters, trying to relax his nerves, hoping four people wouldn't wipe him from existence for this.
One being, his girlfriend, though he feels she might just find it fairly cute instead, well he hopes. Two being her godfather, though he can always disapparate when he's near the wizard or come up with an excuse- he's not here now so what harm could he do? Three being James Potter, who could possibly hex him for inking his little sister without his permission. And four being her boyfriend, his best friend...the one with anger issues. Let's just hope he finds it so sexy and hot that he forgets Sirius has touched his girl and permanently marked her. He desperately wishes.
It's Willow's body though. Her body, her choice. She's seventeen, she's of age, she's not been coached into it, she's done this off her own back and her own back only. He's also made her sign an agreement that says officially, 'I, Willow Bellamy, fully conscious and alert asked Sirius Black to tattoo my precious veela skin therefore, no one may hunt, murder or hurt Sirius Black in any way, shape or form'.
