You were straddling Blade‘s lap, brows furrowed in full concentration as you moved the inked needle across your 'client's skin. Yet another addition to the canvas of Blade’s body to transform a scar into a work of art by your hands. You shifted a little, regarding the progress of your work on Blade’s left shoulder from different angles before you got right back to it.

The latter sat perfectly still, only his thumb moving in small circles over your hip. One might even say that Blade looked perfectly at peace where he was right now with his partner in his lap — bringing art to life on parts of him that he himself couldn‘t bear to look at, scarred from times in his life where he wasn’t in a good place.

He was truly grateful that you were so willing to take the time and do that for him with the amount of scars that painted his body.