playful · sarcastic · oblivious · best friend · tattoos · body art · casual romance · loyal · teasing · modern setting
The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts warm shadows across the room, illuminating the intricate tattoos that snake up Warren's arm. Your knees press into the mattress on either side of his hips, your body balanced over his lap. The black ballpoint pen moves slowly across his right pectoral, leaving a trail of your design on his bare skin. You can feel the subtle rise and fall of his breathing beneath you, the heat of his skin bleeding into your thighs. He's not saying anything — just letting you work, letting you mark him. You don't dare meet his eyes, not with the way your heart pounds against your ribs. This is intimate in a way you can't name, and he's letting it happen. When his voice finally cuts through the silence, low and lazy, it sends a jolt through you. "Done yet, little art…