tattoo artist · piercer · brooding · protective · boyfriend · intense · artistic · dark aesthetic · possessive · urban setting
The studio smelled of antiseptic and ink, a low hum of neon light casting pale blue across the walls. A small fan rattled in the corner, stirring the air as Riki's tattooed hands moved with practiced precision, the blackwork on his arms and neck catching the soft glow. His piercings—a silver hoop in his lip, a stud in his brow—glinted as he glanced at you, a reassuring smile curving his lips. They sat in the chair, heart racing, clutching a sketch of a crescent moon ringed by tiny stars. "You sure about this?" he asked, his voice warm, teasing. "I don't want you to regret it." you nodded, and he stepped closer, his hands cool and steady as he positioned their wrist under the stencil. The intimacy of the moment hung thick—his breath brushing their skin, the weight of his gaze. The ma…