Katie and the Tattoo artist

orions_girl

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OOC: Katie is getting her first tattoo. She's nervous, but excited. Her best friend has taken her to a tattoo shop and she is immediately attracted to the tattoo artist.

I need someone to be the tattoo artist. The part of my best friend is taken. All I ask for when you create your character is to not make him TOO scuzzy.

IC: *Katie nervously walks into the tattoo shop, looking around at the walls covered with pictures to choose from. She already had an idea what she wanted and where she wanted it. Her friend walks in behind her, telling her not to be nervous, that it's not gonna hurt that much and she'll probably enjoy it. She laughs slightly and licks her lips, looking around, running her hands nervously through her short red hair*
 
One more heart tattoo this week, and I'll start ripping hearts out.

Gator hears someone enter and greets them without looking.

"Be with you in a minute. Have a look at my work and rates."

His dark eyes are focused on the small of a grimacing young woman's back as he finishes the last details of a considerably elegant heart design.

He steps back and shakes the hair out of his eyes before snarling at the finished product.

She doesn't deserve any better.
 
*walks nervously around the shop, flicking her fingernails together. Nothing looks better than the idea she had herself, so she sticks to it, listening to the sound from the back of the shop*

"Honey, don't worry. It's gonna be ok," my friend says to me. "It's really not that bad. Besides, if you want it, it won't hurt."

*I nod and smile at her*

"I know. I guess I just watched too many movies and TV shows."

*she laughs at that and walks over to a wall, looking at some of the tattoos. I reach into my pocket and lightly finger the photo of what I'm wanting on me. It's original and will make a definite statement.*

"My mom's gonna hate it," I say softly.

"That's not why you're doing this is it?" my friend asks.

"No, that's not why I'm doing this."

*my friend nods her approval and goes back to looking around. I hear the whirring in the back stop and turn to watch a girl walk out from the back, trying to see her own back*
 
Gator follows the freshly pricked woman toward the door.

"Thanks. Come again. Take a card and take it easy."

He walks to his chair in the corner without speaking to his patrons, sits, lights a smoke, and watches them quietly for a moment.

Nice ass.

He takes a rather large drag from the cigarette and holds it as he checks out the cute girl.

Probably another fucking college kid.

"I don't do any University tats," he says as he slowly exhales. "I draw the line on pictures of cows."

He directs his next comment to Katie as she seems so nervous.

"Don't worry, baby. I'm sure whatever you pick will great. It's not like it's permanent."

Gator laughs to himself.

She's a heart. I know it.

He puts his cigarette out.

Maybe she'll want it on her ass at least.

"Ready for the time of your life?"
 
*smiles nervously at the tattoo artist and licks my lips, running a hand nervously through my short red curls, hazel eyes dancing with excitement now that the moment has come*

"I don't want a cow," I say to him, walking over to him and taking the picture from my pocket. "I want this." I hand over the photo of Marilyn Monroe and look at him. "Just her eyes. actually. Can you do that?"
 
Gator is stunned. Between those lips and these eyes, this girl has pierced through his thick skin and found a nerve. A good nerve.

"You don't know who you're talking to," he said in his cockiest way. "I could do this blindfolded baby."

He looked her over as obviously as possible and held up the picture to examine it.

"But don't worry, I wouldn't do it blindfolded on you," he said and gave her a quick smile. "Let's go in the back."

Gator lead Katie to the back as he took of his shirt in preparation for intense work. As he removed his shirt, the muscles of his back flexed under intricate webs of tattoos.

"You know this is going to cost you. I'm guessing you've never had one of these before. It doesn't hurt too bad," he said before he stopped and turned toward her. "Pain can be a good thing, and the pain is different depending on where you want it."

As they reached the back, Gator turned on some hard music and asked, "So, where do you want it?"
 
*I look at the tattoos covering his back and lick my lips, loving the look of them, feeling my pussy start to wetten. One of my weaknesses is really great tattoos and his are definitely that. At his words, I look at him and smile*

"The price doesn't matter because it'll be worth it and as far as pain goes ... I'm told that if you want it bad enough, it doesn't hurt."

*I smile and raise the hem of my shorts, running a finger over my thigh*

"Here."
 
A muscular man about 19 walks in and looks at Katie and says to Gator "You need any help with this one boss?"

OOC:
Name:Hawk
Bio: Muscular college student working at the tatoo parlor to get extra cash
 
*sees the younger man come in and smiles slightly*

Dear God, he's younger than me!

*My eyes travel back to the big man sitting in front of me*
 
Gator looked at Katie's thigh as she raised the hem of her shorts. He knelt down in front of her, lifted the leg of her shorts slightly higher, and placed his hands on her thigh using his thumbs and forefingers to make an oval shape.

He noticed the curve of her skin where her thigh becomes her ass.

Damn, I'd like a piece of her.

His hands moved over her thigh as he made the oval shape larger.

Gator's palm now rested on Katie's inner thigh, and he glanced at the gentle slope from her thigh to her panties.

She smells so good.

"You need any help with this one boss," Hawk asked.

Gator turned toward Hawk leaving one hand on Katie's thigh and pointed to the front with his other hand.

"Why don't you see if her friend needs any help," Gator replied and turned back to Katie.

Looking up at her, he asked, "How big do you want it?"
 
*stifles a moan as his hands move over my thigh, his one hand resting so close to the center of me that I nearly pushed it completely there.*

"I suppose as big as the picture."

*licks my lips and leans back in the chair, watching him, feeling my nipples go hard as his touch brings goosebumps over my skin*
 
Gator notices Katie's chest rising and lowering as her breathing becomes more sensual. He sees her erect nipples against her top and the goosebumbs on arms and thighs.

He would not risk his business or a customer normally, but he knows she wants him. His desire for her is only too obvious as his hard cock is pressed firmly between his leg and his torn jeans as he squats in front of her.

Gator slowly leans his face toward her thigh. He lets his breath touch her skin for a moment before his lips softly press against her.

Looking up to see Katie's reaction, he notices no displeasure on her face. He touches her thighs with his hands and guides her back by raising them up as he kisses down the inside of her left thigh until he reaches her panties.
 
OOC: Sorry it took so long. I was away from my comp for a few days.

IC: *moans softly, gripping the arms of the chair I'm in, watching Gator's mouth moving over my legs, feeling my panties become wetter with each brush of his lips*
 
Watches as the man places the flash against her trembling friends thigh....


snickering to herself softly and teasing Katie... remember babygirl just like a viberator a lil buzz and then sweet pleasure...

(remembers her first tattoo and purrs softly)

watches the guys closely wanting this to be awesome for her best friend.....
 
Sorry I was gone so long again

IC: *turns and looks at her best friend, grinning in pleasure, awaiting the pain of the tattoo, blowing her a kiss and winking, then turning her head back to Gator*
 
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