„Come on Tori, we're already late!" Evelyn shouted at her friend, almost dragging her across the street by her arm. A car approached, honking annoyingly but Evelyn just kept walking flipping the driver off. „Chill Eve, you trying to get us killed?" Tori whined as they reached the sidewalk, where Evelyn finally let go of her arm. „I know Maddy, she won't be pissed." Tori explained rubbing the spot, Evelyn held her at. „I hate being unpunctual. You know that." she hissed at her friend as she opened the door of the tattoo shop. „crybaby!" Tori stuck her tongue out at her friend before walking past her into the shop. As soon as both women entered the studio they were greeted by a redhead with a septum piercing. While Tori hugged her, Eve let her eyes wander through the room. The walls were covered in tattoo sketches and magazines were stacked on top of the coffee table in front of some couches in the corner. She could hear the buzzing of a tattoo gun in the distance and the sound immediately caused her to relax. That familiar buzzing was astonishingly soothing to her and her excitement about their visit grew even more. „Tori, you can go to my workstation, be right with you!" the redhead, Maddy, told Eve's friend and turned towards her. „Your tattoo artist will be out in a sec, darling. Go ahead and sit at his workstation." she smiled at her, pointing over to one of the separated areas. Evelyn nodded and walked over, almost with a skip in her step because she was so excited. Getting tattooed wasn't something new or rare for Eve, indeed she had a ton of tattoos already. She looked down her arm, tracing the outlines of her tattoos on her forearm while she waited, it was a habit of hers.
Just as Maddy told her, a few minutes later the door at the back of the studio opened and a man came walking towards the workstation Eve was sitting at. He was tall, rocking a bald head and had a scowl on his face. His white wifebeater shirt exposed his heavily tattooed arms and was tugged into his loose denim pants with a huge belt buckle on display. „You my appointment?" he rasped at Eve looking her up and down. „Sure thing." she nodded and watched his every move until he sat down on the rolling stool in front of her.„I'm Happy.". Evelyn looked at him with a puzzled look, why would he tell her that he's happy. For her, that statement was completely taken out of context and he must have noticed her strange look. „ My name is Happy." he clarifyed.
After Evelyn told him what she had in mind for today's tattoo, he quickly came up with a sketch and she was instantly in love with it, ready for it to be inked to her skin. That day Eve wore a short black, yet flowy dress, because she wanted the tattoo on her left hip, slightly reaching down onto her thigh and she figured it gave better access to the area. After Happy returned with the stencil, he made her stand and lift up her dress. His eyes rested on the band of her lacy panties that hugged her hip just right, before he gently reached for it and pulled it up, securing it with a tape so it won't come in the way. Eve tensed for a moment as he pulled at her panty, his warm hand brushing over her skin send a slight shiver down her spine. She glanced down at him, kneeling down to apply the stencil, wondering if he had felt her tense up. He didn't seem to have noticed, as he was completely focused on applying the stencil right. A grin crept over Evelyn's lips as she looked down at him. The way she towered over him, while the tall goodlooking man kneeled down had something dominant about it. Eve couldn't help but fantasize about the way he might be behind closed doors and she felt herself getting wet st the pure thought of it.
„Ok lay down." he pulled her from her thoughts, pointing the tattoo bench. Once she situated herself, Eve heard the buzzing of the tattoo gun next to her. „Ready?" Happy looked at her, over the rim of his glasses he just put on. „Ready than ever." she said, resting her head on her arms as she felt a slight sting on her hip.
„So where ya from? Haven't seen you here before." Happy broke the silence between them, nodding his head to her almost full leg of tattoos. If she'd been from around there she'd definitely had been at the tattoo studio before with that amount of tats. „Cali. I'm here for a bachelorette party tomorrow. So Tori and I had some time to kill." she explained with a sleepy voice, her head still on her arms. Happy had seen Tori around the shop quite often, knowing she always chose Maddy as her artist. „I see." he nodded, not continuing the conversation.
The soothing buzz of the tattoo gun quickly led to Eve falling asleep during her tattoo session. Just a gentle touch on her shoulder caused her to wake up. „You're done." Happy said and watched as Evelyn sat up and straightened herself. „That's a first. No ones fallen asleep while i worked on them before." he chuckled as she stood up to look in the mirror. „ Really?" she yawned, looking at him still a little drowsy. „You got some balls, girl. I had grown men jumping from the bench and you just sleep right through it." he stated, the corner of his mouth twitching to a slight grin. Eve shrugged her shoulders and turned towards the mirror to look at the piece of art on her hip. She propped her foot up on her toes and slowly turned her hip. „Wow! That snake is beautiful Happy!" her eyes sparkled and he gave a quick nod in agreement. „I have one myself." he rasped. As Eve turned to face him he lifted his shirt with his right hand and with the other he pointed on his skin in the middle of his torso. A big snake was inked on his skin, reaching from his packs, across his sternum, down around his bellybutton. For a moment Evelyn got lost in his tattoos and his build physique. She saw some smiley face tattoos on his lower right abdomen and wondered what they might mean. „Nice!" she commented, not really knowing if she meant the snake or his body. Happy saw her eyes glued to his body and enjoyed the flustered expression that spread across her face as she looked at him, knowing he saw her stare.„Nice one, Eve!" Tori appeared alongside Maddy. „You good to go?" she grinned. „I'll wrap her up and then you're good to go." Happy said reaching into a drawer, as Tori and Maddy walked to the counter to handle the payment of her tattoo. „Hold this up again." Happy nodded towards the hem of her dress, peeling the protective layer off the „second-skin-bandage". He gently laid it on his work and smoothed over it with his big warm hands, sending yet another shiver down Eve's spine. This time he noticed it, quietly chuckling at the impact a simple touch had on the woman in front of him. For a moment his thoughts drifted off to him ripping that lacy panty off her body and having his way with her. He couldn't deny, that the blonde woman standing in front of him attracted him. She wasn't as thin as the croweaters at the clubhouse, but her curves paired with her self-confident demeanor were just hot.
„All set." he stated and both of them walked to the counter too. „That's some sick ink, Eve. Really nice!" Tori raved, causing her friend to smile mischievously at the thought of Happy's hands on her. „Yeah! Guess i have to pay another visit soon." Evelyn grinned, looking flirtatious at Happy, whose dark eyes looked her over once more. She wouldn't mind seeing that handsome man again. „Great, we'll go again soon. Bye Maddy!" Tori quickly waved at the redhead, before grabbing Eve by her hand dragging her out of the tattoo shop. The corner of Happy's mouth twitched to a light smile before he crossed his arms and shook his head at the way Tori dragged her friend out.
„Guess you're not just coming back for the tattoos." Tori laughed, with a knowing look on her face. Evelyn just shrugged her shoulders, returning a smug grin. „I don't know what you are talking about." she also laughed. „Sure." the brunette said sarcastically. „As if you don't want to fuck him." Tori opened the car and both women got in. „Guilty!" Eve said and both burst into laughter.
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(L)Inked - a Happy Lowman Story
FanfictionHappy Lowman - the Tacoma Killer. He is a tough guy, loyal to his club and his family. Showing affection isn't something he does, but when he met a woman at the tattoo shop he occasionally worked at, he begins to question himself. Happy Lowman x OC...