Hey guys~~~ sorry for being so inactive but to make up for it I present to you.....smut!(Chorus of angels singing in the backgound) This is more aimed towards my female audience so if you want me to do a male reader x female reader lemon! or something like that or male reader x male character Lemon! just request it~~~~ lets get on with it now ;)
(by the way thank you @Gaydork for creating an amzing cover photo!!!!!!!!!)
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A tattoo, you were about to get a goddamn tattoo, and it's permanent. You could hear the faint buzzing of needles, the smell of ink wafting through the air of the dark themed room. It was all so intimidating, it was such a bizarre idea. You were regretting ever agreeing to this, your mind floated back to last night. When you and your squad went out for drinks, you were absolutely trashed and spin the bottle was always a ticket for a good lay, or finally ending up dating your long-time crush. But no, you ended up getting a stupid dare, which you absolutely had no memory of and it frustrates you.
You were wasted and you failed to believe the events that had happened, that you have ever agreed. But the video proof alone of you announcing you were gonna get inked, you just couldn't back out. It would be a blast to your ego. So now here you are, waiting for your turn. You were at a place called 'Inked' and it was a pretty famous place, you'd always hear about it from people you've met and also people walking on the streets, there were many good reviews on this place. So you figured it would make you less comfortable, let alone this was your first time. You'd rather be safe than sorry.
"Miss Y/N?" The blue dip-dyed hair lady called out from the counter, you stood up and straightened out your clothes, clearing your throat.
"Yes?" You meekly answered, she looked up at you with a smile and you couldn't help but look at her amazingly pierced ears.
"The artist is ready for you now." She motioned towards an open door right next to the counter, you walk towards it hesitant. This is it, there is no turning back now, you thought.
You nervously fidget as your enter the room, you look around in awe, slowly soaking in your surroundings. There were decals everywhere, the designs were absolutely beautiful. The room had dim lighting but it was just enough. In the middle of the room there was an array of needles, ink and tools, you gulped at the thought of those being pricked into your skin. You almost jumped in fright when you saw a tall figure, his back facing you. He had a black-tee hanging from his frame, his ivory skin glowing in the dark, and his blonde(Forgot to mention that '76 is young in this :P)hair was just so enticing. You were more than curious to see his face, he intrigued you. He seemed to be sterilizing some tools, you once again grow nervous.
"Please, take a seat." He voiced, back still facing you. His voice chimed in your ears, it was a soft tune, really subtle and for some reason you wanted to hear more. Yet you couldn't help but feel intimidated, you sat on the metal stool which was 10ft directly behind him. You studied his frame and watched him in silence.
"Is this your first time?" He questions, you nod your head and mumble a 'yes' and he now, finally turns around. Your draw almost dropped in shock, he's gorgeous. You almost choke on your spit.
"I'll be gentle then." He gave you a comforting smile and you inwardly melt, you give him a small smile as you fidget in your seat. He brought an identical stool to the one you were sitting on and sat in front of you.
"Do you have a design?" You froze at the question, shit. You fumble with your hands and started spluttering. Your heart pounds in your chest as you remember what your friends had told you.
