"Relax, you're so tense. S'only gonna hurt more unless you relax." The man sighed, his gloved hand loosening the grip it had on your arm. He pulled the tattoo gun away, flicking his eyes to you. "It's not that painful of a spot for your first time, princess. You'll be fine, ok?"
You nodded slowly, an embarrassed blush heating your cheeks. He smiled slyly, watching as you leaned back into the chair.
"Good girl." He pressed the gun back to your arm, his pierced tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Might sting a little. Try not to flinch, yeah?" He hummed, starting to tattoo as soon as you let out a soft, drawn-out "Okay".
He was right, it stung a little, but you took deep breaths. While scrolling through Instagram, you found the man, and his work instantly caught your eye. Suguru Geto, a tattoo artist who had amassed a decent following on social media. Not only for his art but his looks.
You had to admit, he was an attractive man. His long black hair was pulled up in a man bun, stray strands sticking out. Tattoos crawled up his arms, and you could tell by looking he had more hidden beneath his clothes. He wiped away any excess ink here and there, keeping your arm clean and the skin visible.
Your eyes were drawn to his face as he concentrated on your arm. Occasionally, his eyes darted up to yours and a smirk graced his features. His eyes were intense, but you could see the playfulness shining in them when they looked into yours.
You let out a quiet hiss as he ran the gun over a sensitive spot. He pulled it away, his eyes studying your face. He might have focused for a moment longer than necessary on your lips. Could you blame him though? The gloss shone on your plump lips, it had a slight tint to it that complimented your skin tone just perfectly.
"You okay, princess? You can take a break if you want, and I can just finish it off when you're ready." His voice was low and gentle as his eyes ran over your tattoo, checking for any bleeding or other bad signs. You smiled at him sweetly, your usual smile, "I'm ok! You can keep going."
He could've sworn he felt the blood rushing down. He chuckled, smooth and dark as his hand moved lower down your arm, gently squeezing.
"You're tough, huh? You're taking it pretty well for your first tattoo." You smiled another sweet smile at him as he forced himself to look away and resume your tattoo. He was slightly more gentle, more cautious.
Throughout the tattoo, he offered breaks and jokes to ease your shy demeanor up. Suguru Geto loved shy girls, especially the one sitting in his chair right now. Your little skirt ever-so slightly riding up your thighs, your cheeks flushing when he said something particularly flirty. He did it just to see the heat rise to your cheeks, and hear the breathy giggles that drew from your lips.
He finished up, wiping your arm one final time before leaning back to admire his work. He grinned at you and offered his hand, "Come here, lemme show you how it looks, princess." You shyly took his hand. He grinned at the way his hand covered yours, pulling you up from the chair.
He placed a soft hand on your lower back as he guided you towards the mirror, "Whaddya think? Like it?" He hummed in your ear, standing behind you as you looked at your arm in the large mirror. A nervous blush tinted your face, stuttering out a meek, "I love it. Thankyousomuch. It's beautiful." The words somewhat mushed together, but seemed to understand as he smiled.
Geto straightened himself up, "Y'welcome. It suits you," He looked down at you, "And you were such a good girl, stayed so still and not flinching f'me. Let me just get you some shit to care for it, mk?" Your wide eyes met his, shining. He smirked, walking over to his desk as he put some ointments and other small things in a bag.
You sat back down in the chair as you waited, your legs kicking back and forth. Your face was still heated, slightly pink. His eyes glinted with amusement as he walked over, kneeling in front of you. The sudden action and his close proximity caused you to jump slightly.
"Y'know, you're pretty cute when you blush, princess? Let me see that arm." He teased, a sly smile on his face. You gave him access to your arm, and he started applying an ointment to the tattoo. A nervous giggle escaped from your lips as he chuckled, simply enjoying your reactions. Once he was done with the ointment he secured a bandage over it.
"All done," He patted your thigh as he stood up, muscles flexing beneath his shirt. "Just make sure to clean it, and you'll be healed up quickly, babe." You blushed, smiling up at him, "Okay, I will."
"Take it easy on that arm the next few days. Wouldn't want such a pretty girl to get an infection or anything."
You nodded, your eyes flashing to his muscles before meeting his eyes. He noticed your wandering eyes, leaning down so his face was level with yours.
"Something you like?"
You blushed, attempting to sputter out a reply as he chuckled. He was entertained by how easily flustered you were. He slid his fingers under your chin, tilting your head up. "You're so damn easy to tease, princess. Just a few words and you're sputterin' like crazy."
"H-how much do I owe you?" You choke out nervously. His grin widened, "For such a cute thing, it's free." He winked, hand still beneath your chin. Your eyes widened, "Free?"
Geto nodded, and his sly smile returned.
"Consider it a gift, yeah? Just promise you'll come see me again. Gonna miss that pretty face, babe, 'specially when you're all speechless." You smiled, too naive and infatuated with the free tattoo that you simply nodded, eyes glazed over in thankfulness. "I promise." Your hair moved with the nod of your head.
He stepped back, his hand returning to his side. "I'll be waiting for ya. You know where to find me." He winked, a mischievousness hid in his eyes. You nodded a wide smile and blush blanketing your face that he just found so adorable. You got to your feet, picking up the bag of supplies as he watched.
"Thank you so much!"
"O'course, princess." His smirk never dropped. "Take care of that for me, okay? Don't forget to come visit me again, y'know as a thanks."
"Of course. I'll see you again." You giggled as you walked out.
Getu leaned back against the wall as he watched, his arms crossed. He shook his head, laughing under his breath. He was unable to deny the feeling of excitement eating him up, putting a pep in his step as he continued his shift. It was much more mundane now that you were gone.
He was looking forward to your next visit. He was aching to tease you more, just to pull that cute dusting to your cheeks, and draw out that breathy giggle. You were such a sweet thing it made his pants tighten.
That night when you returned home, a ping came from your phone. A notification from Instagram.
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