You stepped into a tattoo parlor, your friend suggested. You were hit with the sent of strong cologne and coffee. You ring a tiny bell on the front desk, and wait for someone to come.

A older man comes in, "Hello dear, right this way!" He says, smiling.

You follow him, and he takes you to a room, with a younger handsome man in it.

He turns around, "Hey." He says roughly as he looks you up and down.

"Hi", you say shyly reply.

He points to the chair, "Sit I'll be right back."

You sit nervously, and look at his tattoos as he walks out. He returns a few moments later with some equipment.

"What would you like?" He asks as he slips on gloves.

You keep staring at his tattoos, "A bunny please..." You muter quietly.

He laughs, "A bunny? How cute....And where do you want it?"

You point at your collarbone, "Here, please..."

He nods, sketches the stencil, and places it in your neck. He begins tattooing and sees how nervous you are. He pulls away.

"You okay?" He whispers, his breathe hitting you neck, causing you to shiver.