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Link's Ink (Charlie)

He thinks he's funny. He throws me over his shoulder and walks towards Casey. Gage kind of greeted her while she held the door of the tattoo parlor open for us. He sets me down inside.

We follow Casey to the back where there is a very tattooed, very good looking guy waiting. Casey introduces us to her boyfriend, Link. We told him what I wanted a while ago, and he drew up a picture that will be my tattoo. It is beautiful! It's even better than I thought it would be. He has me take off my shirt and has me sit in the chair. I do make sure I don't flash everyone. Gage made a pouty face. Link put the stencil on my back.

"You ready? You can still chicken out. It's going to hurt." Gage teases me. I give him a dirty look and he smiles.

"I'm ready. And just so you know you are just making this easier when you say shit like that." I frown at him as I fire back. I hear the noise of the gun and I brace for impact. It does hurt but I am a pro at taking pain now. I made it through the outline which took a little over two hours.

After that Link said he needed a break, and Gage offered to buy food for everyone. When the food got delivered we all chatted a little bit. Gage decided to help me eat so I could hold my shirt. I was grateful because moving was the worst. So I let him feed me like a damn baby. We got a lot of shit from Casey. Link is a pretty quiet guy so he would just laugh and shake his head. Him and Gage seemed to get along. Gage even got to where he seemed comfortable with Casey. I guess since he wasn't worried about her stabbing him or me, it was all good. We finished eating and Casey took Link for a walk leaving me and Gage alone. I found out later that 'a walk' meant a smoke break.

"How does it look so far?" I ask angling so he can see better. I will admit it fucking hurts. Every little move I make pulls and makes me want to cuss. He looks at my back.

"It looks good. Are you feeling ok? Once the detail is all done it will be very bad ass." I snort and that makes him laugh.

"Cause I am a total badass, and I will cut you if you mess with me." I grin and do what I think is the devil horns thing with my hand. Gage grimaces and puts my pinky down so that I am doing it right.

"Yes, you are a total badass. All 5 foot something of you." He says and puts some of my hair behind my ear. Sigh... He gives me a kiss, and that helps a little with the pain.

Breaktime was over and Link was back to torturing me. Link told me that if it started to get too painful that we could quit, and finish at the next session. I told him I want as much done as possible. So after 3 more hours I had to tap. He showed me what was done so far. I was still bleeding quite a bit. Most of the skin was red around it, there was smudged and wiped ink all around. But there on my back were two perfect wings. They go from my shoulder blades, cross ever so slightly over my ass crack and the tips rest just above each cheek. Gage said something about a tramp stamp so I smacked him. Which I quickly regretted. They are not even done and they look beautiful. I think it hurts more now than when he was doing it. There is no way I'm putting this shirt back on.

Link tells me how to take care of my new wings. I do put my shirt on but backwards and I don't button it. Gage gave me a few days off work to heal. I think he also wanted to give me a break from the other girls too.

"You're not going to bleed all over my Betty are you?" He teases but only kind of. I probably will but I just shoot him an evil look.

"I will try to control my bleeding, Gage." The more pain I'm in the grumpier I get. He thinks it's funny. I do not.

"Damn, you are mean when you are hurting!" He says. I would hit him but I'm trying not to move. I am leaning over so I don't bleed on his stupid car.

We get to his apartment and I go straight to his room. I lay down trying not to move at all. He comes in behind me and lays down next to me. He moves my hair so it's not on my back.

"It's going to hurt for a while. Are you going to be ok?" He asks while he is still playing with my ponytail. It's making me feel a little better.

"Yeah, it hurts more now than when he was doing it. What the hell is that about?" I flip my head around to look at him. He is smiling at me, and I get to look into those blue eyes. "You have the prettiest blue eyes, and you should kiss me." I get my kiss, and he pulls me up so I can lay on him. "Don't get any funny ideas mister." I scolded him.

"Too late. You could just lay on top of me and I'll just move you like this." He grabs my hips and moves me. "See it's already working." He teases.

"Yes, I can tell it's working for you, but it doesn't take much does it? I am not enjoying this as much." I sound super bitchy but I hurt.

"Damn, I'll think of something." He grins at me and fuck if my dumbass doesn't smile back at him.

"I am sure you will." I just pat him on the head. And he plays with my hair again. He is laughing at me.

"Remind me why I'm still going out with you?" I ask, getting grumpier.

"This!" He lifted his hips and poked me with his Semi hard dick. He laughs even harder.

Gage pulls me up so he can see my face and not the top of my head. "Wanna kiss me some more?" He asks his pretty blue eyes sparkling. Why does he have to look so good? I Kiss him and he grabs my ass with both hands. I made him take his shirt off. I love all his muscles and tan skin. I am going to kiss every single part of him. I admit it, I am just as bad as him. I want him all the time too.

I kiss his neck and feel goose bumps starting to pop up on his body. hmm...someone is sensitive around their neck. I kiss and lick his neck a little longer. He hasn't opened his eyes since I started kissing it. He goes to put his arm around me and I yelp.

"Shit! I'm sorry, I forgot." He moves like I burned him.

"It's ok.'' The temporary relief from pain is now gone and it's back with vengeance. He tries to comfort me by rubbing my arms. I rub my cheek against his chest and inhale. The sharp pain turns back into the throbbing ache. We relax in the bed giving up on trying to have sex.

"Did I tell you when my fight is?'' He asks breaking the comfortable silence. He sounds so excited but I am nervous for him. I don't want him to get hurt. The thought makes my stomach hurt, but I am going to be supportive.

"Oh no, When is it? Will I be able to go?" I have to go make sure he's ok cause I will rush the stage if I have too. Well I would think about it. I wouldn't do that to him, again. I am pretty sure he can beat the crap out of most people, but I haven't seen a fight really. Not like that anyways.

"It's in a month and a half. I should be able to get you in." Wow, that doesn't seem like a long enough time to train for something like that.

"You better find a way or I will have to sneak in somehow." I tell him. He knows I'll do it too.