June 8th, 2022
Same Day
Semaj Shaude Brown
I wiped Yari's arm to take a quick break. I glanced up at her, as she slept. She had been sleeping for the past 30 minutes.
I've never had a client sleep through a tattoo session. This made her my first. All my other clients made this therapy for them. They wanted to talk, even when I didn't want to. I guess Yari just picked up on that because she didn't say much after I started.
Since she wanna sleep through the session I got something for her, I thought to myself.
I grabbed the plastic bottle and rolled my chair closer to her. Gently squeezing the water on her lips, I backed up.
"Don't make me slap you" She wiped her mouth.
She didn't open her eyes. Rolling close to her, I pulled my gloves off. I wiped the little water, she missed, off her cheek. As she adjusted her head, I glanced down at her lips. Her lips look so soft. I could kiss her right now. Shit, I wanna kiss her right now. I don't even care how she reacts.
Slowly leaning into her, I set my thumb on her chin. My eyes search her face for any reaction. Her cheeks flood with redness as she blushes. But she still doesn't open her eyes. A smirk creeping on my face, I press my lips against her.
She whimpers in surprise but doesn't push me away. Instead, she leans in closer to me. Opening her mouth, she kisses me back. I bite down on her bottom lip and slide my hand down to her neck. A moan slips from her mouth, but she quickly silences it. My dick jumps up from hearing her.
She pulls away and touches her lip. A disappointed look takes over her face. Her eyes slowly water up and a slight frown forms on her face.
"My fault" I backed away.
"My mouth tastes like burgers" she mumbled.
"I like burgers" I chuckled in relief.
I thought I fucked up the kiss or she just ain't wanna kiss me. She just worried bout how her lips taste. I had ordered her some food a while ago, but her lips didn't even taste like it.
"I know my breath tastes like burger"
"Nah, you taste good tho" I grabbed the box of gloves.
I put on a fresh pair of gloves. Glancing at her, those watery eyes now gone. She bites down on the side of her bottom lip as if she's thinking.
"What?"
Instead of speaking, she shakes she her head and picks up her phone. Although I hate that she does that, I want to finish her tattoo. Setting my phone up on the ring light, I start an Instagram live. Adjusting the camera, I watch as people start to join.
Rosi2cute joined
Fastmusic954 joined
Cleo.p.tra joined
Piscesprincess hey baee😍
Certified_liar Daddyy😫
Cleo.p.tra Hey Maj
"Wassup" I picked up the tattoo gun.
"Hmm"
"Say wassup to the live ma," I put Vaseline on her arm.
"Nah, them bitches calling you bae and shit," she said looking at my phone. "They got that"
"You the only one I want tho"
"Why you always tryna be cute?" She put her phone down.
Before putting the needle on her skin, I looked at her for a few seconds. Seriousness written all over her face.
"Cause I'm serious"
As her phone started ringing, I focused my attention on her tattoo. As her phone continued to ring, I could feel her still looking at me. Shaking it off, I ignored her and tried to stay focused.
"Yea," she mumbled answering the phone.
"Where you at?" A nigga spoke from the phone.
"What do you want?"
"You, but you on niggas live & they talking bout they want you. Wassup with that"
Pausing her tattoo, I grabbed my phone and ended the live. I looked up at her as she took a deep breath.
"Who that?" I whispered.
"I'm not doing this with you" she faked a laugh.
"Thought you was better than that, but I already found somebody better"
"Okay, yay the fuck" she shrugged.
Listening to the conversation, I started back on her arm. I didn't want it to begin healing before I could finish.
"You mad?"
"The fuck ima be mad for?" She slightly moved her arm. "Ouch"
The needle grazed her arm. I quickly wiped the ink from her arm to make sure it didn't leave a scratch or was bleeding.
"My bad ma" I ran my thumb over the tiny scratch on her arm.
"It's bad?" She asked me.
"Nah, just a tiny scratch" I glanced up at her.
Her eyes linger on me for a moment. My eyes trail from her eyes to her lips. The energy in the room intensifies until we are both interrupted.
"Ayariah, you fucking with me right?"
Sucking my teeth, I snatched her phone from her hand.
"This nigga a bitch" I hung up in his face.
"Ion know if that's yo nigga, but upgrade shorty" I shook my head and started back on her tattoo.
I hate niggas that try flexing being a hoe. Shit is disgusting. If you got somebody better, stay off shorty phone. But I don't think it's a female better than Yari right now.
"Not my nigga"
"Good cause he wasn't gone stop me from having you"
I glanced up at her. Her eyes wandered around my face. Licking my lips, I focused on her arm again.
I can't even look at her too long while I'm doing this cause I'll wanna stare at her all day. It's something bout shorty, but ion know what it is. She could get it any day with no questions asked.
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Comments?
I wanted to do something quick.
