I'll be writing a small snippet of a one shot to post, then later on I'll come back and turn them into full one shots, mainly so I can clear out my requests some.
THESE WILL CONTAIN ADULT CONTENT MDI 18+ PLEASE
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Warnings: biting, mentions of needles and other things related to tattooing, mainly fluff
Word Count: 619 | unedited
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"You never told me what tattoo you were getting, J."
Jake glances back at you from the tattoo chair, "It's a surprise." You roll your eyes with a laugh, "Oh, I see. Alright."
You walk up to stand next to him, watching as the artist finishes setting up his station.
Jake rests his arm on the arm rest, laying his head back as the cap of his shoulder gets prepped. You go to sit back down, but Jake reaches out, "Don't go far, babe, you'll be needed in a second."
"Needed?" You question, walking back over, "For what?"
The artist lays a piece of clear wrap on Jake and gives him a thumbs up.
Jake looks up at you, "Bite me."
"Bite you?" You laugh, "What do you mean?"
"I'm getting your bite mark tattooed on me."
Your jaw drops slightly, "Are you serious?"
Jake nods his head, "I am." He smiles, laughing, "Now come on! Do it!"
"You're going to want to bite kind of hard, enough to get the marks to stay so I can map them out, ya know?" The artist says as you walk around, and you nod, "Okay."
You take a deep breath, pulling your hair back as you bend down, "Like right.. here?" You point and Jake nods, "Yeah, that's perfect, babe."
You smirk, shaking your head before you open your mouth and sink your teeth into the plastic wrap on his skin.
Jake watches, taking a deep breath as you stand back up straight, "Good?"
His eyes move from you to his shoulder and he nods, "Fuck yeah."
You walk back over to the other side, pulling up the chair and sitting next to Jake, "I see why you kept this from me."
He laughs slightly, "I was afraid you'd say no."
"Jake. I have your initials you drew, tattooed under my boob, why would I say no to this?" You laugh, "I think it's kind of hot."
"Yeah?" Jake smirks and glances over as the needle runs over your teeth marks, "I can agree, probably my favorite tattoo ever."
"You're just saying that." You roll your eyes, giving him a smirk. He sighs, tilting his head, "Am I?"
You slide your hand to his and squeeze, "No, I know you're not." You smile and lean over to see, "It actually looks really sick." You nod, "I think that might be my new favorite one, too."
The tattoo didn't take long at all. Once he was finished, Jake walks over and checks it out in the mirror, "Sick as hell." He pulls his phone up to take a picture of it, "Okay, now y/n, come here."
You walk over and he spins around, holding his phone up to take a selfie of you, his tattoo, and him.
"Thank you so much, dude." Jake gives the artists a fist bump and he nods, "Anytime, Webber. You know you're my favorite client."
"See, now he's just saying that." Jake laughs, "Nah, I'll be back for sure."
Your eyes glance at Jake's tattoo and you tilt your head, "What if.. I got one of yours?" You look up at Jake's face as he spins around, "Huh?"
"Yeah, like, on my hip or something?"
You can tell the wheels in Jake's brain were turning as he tried his best to keep himself.. calm, "Now that.. would be hot."
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Thank you so much for reading! I love you so much! Catch you in the next one!
