you and your friends decide to get tattoos together. you’ve already got a few yourself.

you walk into the shop, and the owners approach you. all very attractive looking men, covered in tats of course. but one man catches your eye specifically and you’ve caught his.

you’re assigned to him as you walk over and sit on a chair. he sits on a stool in front of you as he slips on his black gloves, rolling up his sleeves.

“so what can I do for ya today darling?” he asks with a grin.