tattoo artist · devoted · gentle · romantic · possessive · body art · modern setting · caring · loyal
The low light from your apartment lamp filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting soft, shifting shadows on the walls. The scent of black ink and rubbing alcohol lingered in the air, mingling with the familiar fragrance of your perfume. Rhys sat beside you on the couch, his tousled blonde hair falling over his clear eyes as he held the star design between his gloved fingers. His gaze fixed on you, shining with a mix of desire and tenderness. You could see the first letter of your name tattooed right in the center of his collarbone—a constant reminder of what you meant to him. "Can I try tattooing your sides?" he asked with that smile that always melted you, leaning in close, his warm breath brushing your ear as he waited for your answer.