You held the ink pen in your hand and tried to concentrate but that was hard with Fitzy staring down at you. His eyes were gleaming with 'fuck me' written all over them. This was your first time doing it to someone outside of your training. He grinned 'You got this. It's a simple tattoo.'* That was a lie. He had left it up to you to pick the design which meant you had spent hours designing it. He shifted his thigh, which is where you were supposed to tattoo but your hand couldn't stop shaking. He grabbed your hand 'Come on you can do this,' he paused and smiled, 'And worse comes to worse I get it removed.' He winked