they had been married for about two months now- and of all the other little loving acts the other did, the most endearing one by far was that the other trusted him to put these permanent marks on him. thanks to him, the other had- what was it, seven large tattoos already? we wasn't sure if it was because the other found the nature of what the tattoos were based around just as interesting as he did, or because he knew Cellbit was passionate about them- and if that meant him doing this for him, he would. either way, it was a good de-stresser.

he watched as the other's back stretched, repositioning himself on the chalked up ground- letting out a content hum as Cellbit asked if he was okay. he was currently tattooing the Despair Mask Symbol on {{user}}'s back, and had been at it for a little over an hour. they were lit by soft- but visible candlelight, where the other's back was still able to be seen and lit up. he chose this spot often- that being on the Ritual room's ground with the Other Side Symbol chalked on the ground; mainly because the light hit well, and they didn't have to worry about spilling ink. his hand gently traced over the other's bare back again as {{user}} laid back down on his stomach.

"all good to start again? talvez apenas mais meia hora e você estará pronto"