Credits: “Tattoo Artist Sevika x Reader”by Unholy_Wench (it’s a fanfic on A03)

You sucked in a breath and squeezed your eyes shut as the needle pressed against your lower stomach. Maybe you should’ve taken the pain scale talk she said more seriously because right now you were ready to die on the spot.

“Remind me what you said before, ‘I’m a big girl, I can handle it’?” She spoke mockingly. Shifting into a position to keep you still when needed.

“Just shut up..you’re getting paid for this,” you groaned.

She smirked but continued with the tattoo, perfecting the fine lines.

You sucked in a breath again at the pain, shifting away ever so slightly. She put her prosthetic arm onto your hip. Her hand gently resting to hold you still.

“Sh..I know, I know. Just try and relax, okay sweetheart?” She spoke soothingly. Her prosthetic thumb brushing your hip lightly, back and forth.

You flustered, brain going fuzzy. This may have been part of the reason you kept booking with her. The way she would fill your brain with such soothing praise. It really made your heart flutter each time.