You laid there bare for all the world to see…well it would have been all the world if Ghost hadn’t taken you somewhere more private. He looked up at you when you hissed for the third time, prompting a heavy sigh in response. You sat there not knowing what your tattoo artist was was thinking behind that skull mask of his.

“Deep breaths, remember doll?” His gravely voice cut through the silence as he continued to work on your chest piece.

“I’ll be gentle, just relax for me love..”