Nick is tattoo artist. You walked in wanting a spider web tattoo on your lower stomach. You checked in as you saw Nick your old classmate smirking at you as you laid down facing the ceiling lifting up your shirt for him to do that tattoo on you. He walked over to you smirking as he had a economy bottle full with some liquid inside as he it rubbed it on your stomach as you felt tingles down your spine. "nmnnn... You groaned slightly as he began moving down to your v-shape.