mdni. getting tattooed by tattoo artist bf toji fushiguro makes you.. horny?
content. | kink discovery (stigmatophilia ?) , fingering , praise , talking reader through it , kinda silly
written for @chickenbutt25 <3 // based on this request!!
a/n: not proofread oops!! also i kinda wanna do a 1k special but i have no clue what i could do to make it special ??
a soft chime rang throughout the tattoo shop as you entered in.
your anxiety was written all over your face and your mannerisms. the nail snugly fit in between your teeth was carved with bite marks. falling into an online rabbithole of tattoo horror stories was definitely a bad bad idea. especially since it was the day of your first tattoo appointment.
you always wanted to get a tattoo or do something bold but the pain factor always scared you away. but.. ever since you started dating toji fushiguro, a tattoo artist himself, it seemed like the universe was pointing to one thing: go get that tattoo.
toji had closed up the shop for your comfort and had convinced you that it'd be way less scary getting tattooed by a trusted person. the perks of having a tattoo artist boyfriend.
when you walked in, he was wiping down a chair for you and looking as good as ever. the black fitted shirt he wore matched the ink that peeked out beneath the collar and curled up around his bicep. his arms and pecs looked huge and very much on display. you were a little jealous that his customers always got to see him all up close and personal like this.
a snap! sounded through the air as he tugged on black latex gloves.
"hey, sweetheart. getting everything ready for you." he spoke in that comforting deep baritone.
you nodded and approached him, fidgeting with your bangles. "hi baby. if you're busy today or something, we can always postpone this." you mumbled, earning a huff of laughter in response.
the empty tattoo shop couldn’t be less busy if it tried. he finally loooked up from the tools he was setting up to look at you. with a raised brow, he tilted his head to the side.
"don't gotta be nervous sweet girl, I got you." he said as he stepped closer and pressed soft lips to your forehead. the kiss was gentle and sweet.
you took a deep breath and nodded half-heartedly. "are you sure? what if I pass out and die?" you mumbled dramatically, pouting up at him.
his lips quirked up into an amused smile. "won't let that happen. you can take off your little top and lay down."
your fingers reached down and peeled off the tight-fitted tanktop, leaving you in low-waisted shorts and a plain black bra. his eyes tracked your movements and trailed down your figure. a small satisifed smile pulled at your lips at the way his gaze had noticably grown hungrier.
the shirt was placed aside and then you were slowly easing yourself onto the tattoo chair. a small shiver racked your body as the cool seat pressed against you once laying face down.
there was rustling and the sounds of objects being moved around behind you. with a few deep breaths, you tried to convince yourself it was no big deal. you would be fine.
"gonna prep the area, baby." toji let you know and followed through by carefully smearing what felt like some cool type of gel on your lower back. it had taken you a long time to settle on the spot but the lower back was always cute. maybe trampy to some but very cute to you.
the familiar weight of a razor glided against your skin in skilled movements, swiftly removing soft peach fuzz. then the sharp scent of rubbing alchol wafted through the air as he wiped the now smooth skin. once the stencil was placed, you knew there were no more steps shielding you from the actual tattooing part.
“how you feeling?” toji’s calm voice broke the silence. one of his warm hands moved down to give your upper thigh a gentle squeeze.
“feel so great.” you said, the lie obvious with the way your fingers curled around the seat tightly.
he leaned down to press a kiss to your spine before he pulled away to get ahold of the gun.
“If it hurts too much, tell me and I’ll stop. got it baby?” he murmured lowly. you just nodded wordlessly.
a low buzzing from the machine filled the otherwise quiet air save for your deep breaths. you braced yourself with eyes squeezed shut. here we go.
it would be fine.. except for the fact that you were willingly going to get stabbed over and over by a needle and then you would have scarred skin and then oh.
the needles met the skin of your lower back at a rapid pace. the sensation was uncomfortable for a split second until it transformed into something.. else. your boyfriend leaned over you slightly as he carefully followed the delicates lines of the stencil, large body radiating warmth.
the quick in and out movement of the needles sent a sting that faded into a pleasurable tingling sensation somewhere along the way. and it traveled straight to the spot in between your thighs. heat rushed up to your cheeks in embarrassment at the new feeling that was entirely different from what you were expecting.
you subtly tried to clench your thighs together while your nails dug into the leather seat—now for a new reason. the vibrations and constant insertion of the tattoo gun sparked a euphoric buzz, moving from your face down to your toes.
“feel okay so far, sweetheart?” toji’s deep voice rumbled as he continued to trace along your skin with practiced ease. you dug your teeth into your bottom lip. the rush of unexpected pleasure was too new to risk opening your mouth and accidentally responding in a way that didn’t involve any words.
you nodded and pressed your burning face to the cool leather seats in an attempt to relax.
a big hand came up to cup your ass as toji continued working. “that bad, huh? you’re doing so well, sweet girl.” he praised softly which only made another rush of arousal dampen the thin fabric of your panties.
the buzzing of the machine came to an abrupt stop, offering you a short sense of relief. toji’s hand gave your ass a gentle squeeze as he reviewed the complete outline of the design. you wondered if he could feel the intense warmth radiating off of your skin.
the machine was set down with a gentle thud against his work table before he was walking around the table. you buried your flushed face into the seat nervously. he approached and kneeled down beside your face.
his thick fingers came up to give your hair gentle strokes. “you okay, doll? Is it too painful?”
you gave a slight shake of your head while his fingers trailed down to the back of your neck. he raised an eyebrow at the way you leaned into his touch desperately. desperate in a way that he knew wasn’t in response to overbearing pain.
“keep going please.. get it over with.” you mumbled a bit breathlessly.
his lips twitched knowingly and he got up to walk back to his position. the humming sounded in the room again and the sharp tiny needles were back to torturing you. he moved the gun down to the dip of your lower back, a particularly sensitive spot.
the sudden attention there tore a muffled moan from you. your eyes widened and your entire body flushed with embarrassment. a low huff of laughter behind you made you clench your thighs together again.
“liking this, aren’t ya sweetheart?” he asked, the gravel in his voice revealing his desire. you didn’t respond. too embarrassed and turned on to think properly. his fingers wrapped around your upper thigh and gave it a firm squeeze.
“answer me, baby. there’s no need to be shy, just wanna know if my sweet girl likes some pain.” he encouraged in that signature low voice of his.
you bit back another needy noise at the combination of his words and the adrenaline coursing through your veins.
“I don’t know..” you murmured weakly, turning your head so cold leather pressed into your cheek.
he hummed in thought. the machine turned off with a soft click. “let’s find out, hm?” he whispered and worked your shorts down with careful fingers after taking off one glove.
your heart was hammering against your chest as his fingers finally pressed to the drenched fabric of your underwear. you heard his sharp inhale of breath. the worry he was weirded out made you attempt to close your legs quickly.
his strong hands quickly grasped onto your upper thighs and forced them back open before his fingers were sliding against your clothed slit.
“fuck, you’re completely soaked sweetheart.” he breathed out a bit gruffly.
you whimpered and shifted your hips in an attempt to move his fingers.
“did so well in all kinds of ways, huh?” he mused, tugging the fabric at your crotch to the side in one motion to expose your puffy wet lips.
“ah—toji.. please.” you pleaded softly as he teased your entrance with thick fingertips.
"please what, sweetheart?" your nails dug deeper into the seat’s leather flesh while perspiration gathered on your neck and the dips of your thighs.
“put them inside.. please need it so bad.” you mumbled breathlessly.
he hummed with satisfaction and smeared your slick against your swollen folds. “good girl, so sweet and well mannered f’ me.” he whispered and pushed his fingers inside achingly slow.
your hips bucked up off of the table as he sank in until he was knuckle-deep. with a slow teasing pace, he began working his digits in and out. his lips moved to soothe the sore skin around your inked skin when he leaned down.
the faint pain intertwined with the pleasure of his fingers, turning you into a moaning desperate mess on the tattoo chair. he scissored his fingers inside to open you up.
“doing suuchh a good job baby, letting me stretch this tight hole.” he rasped, fingers fucking into you faster.
your soft whimpers echoed throughout the empty room. the blinds weren’t even fully closed, not entirely protecting you from strangers seeing the obscene view.
toji was still leaning over you, pressing open-mouthed kisses to the plushy skin of your ass now as he continued to pump his fingers.
“such a pretty girl getting all needy from being tattooed.” he murmured, teasing tone making you flush with embarrassment and desperation.
your nails were practically ripping into the leather as the pleasure made your brain go numb. he reached a free hand to grab yours and led it beneath you towards your clit. “go on sweetheart.”
you began to circle your clit with shaky movements, the added pressure making you push back onto toji’s fingers. a cry escaped your lips as he prodded your entrance with a third, equally thick, finger. your body arched for him on instinct and then he was slowly pushing it in.
eyes rolling back, your lower half jerked in frantic movements against the different sensations. “can I— hahhh — toji!” you mewled, the rest of your plea being cut off by the abrupt curling of his fingers.
he kept working his fingers in deeper, the mess of your sticky arousal creating obscene wet squelching sounds.
“can you what?” he asked, nudging the deepest part of you with calloused finger tips.
your walls pulsated around him over and over as a loud desperate moan left you. “p-please can I — nghh— come?”
he huffed and rewarded you by hammering his fingers faster. in response, you rubbed your swollen cunt at the same pace, desperately chasing your release.
“come for me sweet girl, make a fuckin’ mess.” he panted.
your mouth fell open around a silent cry and your body went taut, unable to handle the overwhelming pleasure. you gave helpless little quivers as your pussy convulsed around his fingers, hugging them desperately.
"fall apart so damn pretty f'me." he complimented lowly.
shaky whimpers streamed out of you as he slowly eased his fingers out. sweat-slicked skin stuck to the leather when you slumped against it, breathing hard.
with some effort, you lifted your head to glance back at toji. he met your eyes with his own glazed over ones and wrapped his lips around his sticky fingers. his mouth opened so you could watch his tongue swirl around your cum roping his fingers together.
his heavy footsteps filled the room beside your heavy breathing as he walked to where your head lay.
he kneeled down once again and loosely tangled his fingers into your locks. drawing you in close, he captured your lips in a short hungry kiss. the taste of yourself passed through your mouths, making it dirtier.
“should we finish that tattoo now?” he murmured against your mouth.
you nodded and pulled back with a sigh. his eyes were glinting with mischief… looks like there were many many more tattoos in your future.
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