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Permanent Ink

So I really don't know how much I'll be able to update during the week, what with it being the last week of school and all. I'll try and make 2 new one shots today for a total of 7 one shots for the entire weekend!
look at that creative title :D

and thank you so much to @simplyshawn for this!

"Scott.. I have an idea," Mitch said, squeezing Scott's hand gently. Scott turned towards Mitch, indicating that he had his full attention.

"What is it babe?" Scott asked. He leaned forward and lightly kissed Mitch's cheek, making his cheeks go slightly pink. They were cuddling on their couch. Mitch was laying in Scott's arms, and Scott had his arms around Mitch's torso with Mitch's head in the crook of Scott's neck.

"Well, you know how we've talked about you getting a tattoo?" Mitch started, tensing in caution. Scott always talked about wanting to get a tattoo, but in the end it all came down to the fact that Scott was scared. They'd make it halfway to the tattoo parlor, only to have Scott stop dead in his tracks and beg Mitch that they go back.

Mitch respected Scott's feelings, and he would remember his first time getting a tattoo. He knew Scott would get one when he was ready, and until then, Mitch would continue to coax him into doing it.

"Well.. babe," Mitch said, biting his lip. He stood up onto his knees and turned around so he had his legs on either side of Scott's hips, sitting down to straddle him. Scott stiffened slightly at the pressure Mitch was applying to his crotch, but he sat back calmly. He was curious as to what Mitch had to say.

Mitch ran one finger up and down Scott's chest, very lightly. Scott felt goosebumps run up and down his spine and he shivered slightly. "So.. baby, I was wondering if you wanted to.. maybe get a tattoo. Today. Matching tattoos," Mitch breathed, purposefully opening his legs wider and pushing down more.

Scott's breath hitched and he knew what Mitch was doing. Mitch knew Scott's feelings about how irresistible Mitch was to him, and just how fucking sexy he thought Mitch was. His jeans tightened as Mitch began to grind on him slowly and it took everything inside him not to rip off Mitch's clothes and take him.

"Are you- *moan* trying to sed- seduce me into- *moan* getting a tattoo?" Scott said, shutting his eyes. Mitch moved a little faster and Scott's head snapped up.

"Yes. I am- but- it's been like a week and a half since we- y'know," Mitch said, blushing a bright red and looking down shamefully.

Scott smirked. "Are you horny Mitch? Do you want me to fuck you?" He asked. Mitch nodded eagerly and Scott sighed. He knew if he had sex with Mitch, Mitch would somehow, along the way, convince him to get the tattoo.

"Go get the stuff," Scott said gently. Mitch shook his head, blushing again. Scott frowned- was he backing out this quickly?

"I- I wanna r- ride you. Bareback," Mitch said, meeting Scott's blue eyes sincerely. Scott's eyes widened,  they'd done that only once before, and Mitch's limp had been extravagant. Mitch had complained for days after that.

"Are you sure babe?" Scott said as he pulled his shirt off over his head. He threw it to the side as he waited for Mitch's response.

"Positive," Mitch said. Scott nodded.

-

"I can't believe you did that just for me to get a tattoo," Scott said, looking down at Mitch. Mitch laughed as he limped along. It was late evening now, a few hours after they had finished their earlier activities.

"Yeah but also.." Mitch said, expecting Scott to remember. Scott had to think about it for a few seconds, but it came rushing back to him.

"Oh yeah. Desperate little man," Scott teased, laughing as Mitch scowled.