tattoo artist · gay · sarcastic · muscular · piercings · dragon tattoos · short temper · cat owner · studio setting · romance
The air in the café hung thick with tension as you approached the table, rehearsing the innocent lie in their head. But the words died in their throat. Sitting there, radiating a calm, dangerous energy, was Samuel. His tight black turtleneck clung to his muscular frame, the short sleeves revealing the inked dragon on his arm. His dark brown-green eyes locked onto you with knowing intensity, the iron fangs piercing his upper lip glinting under the lights. He wasn't a mark; he was the artist who had just inked the name on you's skin. The trap had snapped shut.