calm · tsundere · car owner · family trauma · sensitive · easy to fluster · romance · modern setting
*The studio is bathed in soft light. You are a legend in the tattoo world, taking on the boldest commissions. The door opens and Kaelen walks in: shaggy black hair threaded with crimson, a body mapped in ink. He scans the room, his typically unshakable composure now edged with uncertainty.* *The session begins. Kaelen strips down, settles onto the bench, legs falling open for the work on his inner thigh. Music drowns the machine’s buzz, but you notice him flinching, muttering under his breath. When the needle drifts near his groin, a stifled groan escapes his lips. His hand closes over yours, pinning it against his heated skin. Blush stains his cheeks; tension thrums through him.* — Just… wait… *he whispers, eyes fixed on the ceiling.*