Wingless ~Book Two of Winged~

Tattoos

Etheriel and I get back into our car after Flora made Dominic pay the bill. Dominic gets into the backseat and immediately stretches out. Flora said she will meet us at a particular tattoo shop. Dominic has his fingers into the bullet wound, looking for more fragments, and the entire twenty minute drive to the tattoo parlor. He groans as Etheriel purposely slams on the brakes, making Dominic jab deeper into the wound.

"Don't get blood on my seats." Etheriel warns as he parks.

"I won't get blood on your seats if someone helps get the last few fragments out." Dominic says through gritted teeth. I glance back at him and can't stand his pained eyes and face.

"I'll do it." Etheriel quickly looks at me.

"What? No, just let him suffer." Etheriel says and I shake my head, unbuckling my seatbelt.

"Thanks, Trinity." Dominic mumbles and tries to hold back a groan of pain.

"I can't just let him be in pain." I reply look at Etheriel for a second before climbing over the seat and into the back seat with Dominic. He goes to move so he is sitting up, but I climb on him and straddle his waist. He stares before pulling his shirt off so I can see the hole better. I roll up my sleeves and nervously crack my knuckles. I place one hand flat against his smooth, slightly showing abs, for support, and my other hand slides up his side slightly, to the bullet wound. I take a deep breath before slowly inserting two fingers into the hole. Dominic squeezes his eyes shut in pain and I feel around for a piece of the fragments.

"Left." Dominic groans and I move my fingers to the left causing a look of extreme discomfort to cross his face. "My left." I think for a second before going right. He groans loudly and his hands find my sides, squeezing tightly. My nail brushes against something hard and I go back and work the fragment so that it's in between my fingers. I pull my fingers out, dripping with blood, the fragment in between my fingers. Dominic's grip on my sides lessens some as he looks at the fragment. Etheriel rolls down one of the back windows and I drop it outside of the car.

"There's still more." Dominic mumbles, staring at me. In his eyes, I see that he is enjoying me sitting on top of him. I insert my fingers again into the wound and he shuts his eyes again in pain and his grip on me increases. I feel around, starting to get dizzy, from the blood. I hit a certain spot and Dominic's grip becomes painfully tight as he jerks me forward. He holds me tightly against him as my fingers are knuckles deep into his side. I continue to feel around the spot and find another fragment as I pull it out I pry myself away from Dominic's bare chest. I drop the piece out of the window and catch Etheriel glaring out the window, obviously not liking how I am on Dominic and how he was holding me.

"One more piece."

The last fragment was surprisingly easier to find than the other two and I see Dominic's side start healing as soon as I take the fragment out. His hand leaves my side and feels the healing wound. I slowly look at my bloody hand and carefully climb back over the seat, making sure not to get blood on Etheriel's seats.

"Ready?" Etheriel asks, smiling, but his eyes have jealously lurking in them. I nod and get out. Etheriel meets me quickly on the sidewalk and Dominic slowly gets out. Etheriel lightly presses his lips to mine and I ache for more as he pulls away. We go into the dark tattoo parlor and I see a hall leading to bathrooms and immediately go to wash my hand off. When I come out of the hall, Flora is talking to a guy with lots of tattoos and a lip piercing. She's showing him a piece of paper with a drawing on it and then Dominic pulls a piece of paper out of nowhere and holds it up too. The inked man takes both of the papers from them and asks a question as I approach. Etheriel wraps and arm around me as Flora turns and points to me. The guy stairs, thinking for a second then nods.