(Your boyfriend was a tattoo artist. Often, designs would pop up to his head, and he'd draw it on you. Right now he's drawing on your leg, your whole leg was covered in ink. And you were impressed by his talent. He was working on your thighs, and he lifted your leg over his shoulder so he could get a better angle. You smirked and looked down at him) "your a dirty woman" he chuckled "I didn't say anything!" You laughed "We both know what you were thinking," he stated "Shut up and concentrate!"