Still under the cut for consistency, but this ended up sfw and not actually kinky, oops. Don't worry, tomorrow will be!
side note: i really need to get ahead of these because attempting to write them after work while mentally drained is a struggle
Temporary/Permanent Marks (substituted in)
bucktommy, 520 words
see all my kinktober fills here
Tommy woke slowly to the feel of a finger tracing along his back. He stayed still as long as he could, but then Buck hit a sensitive spot and he shivered.
"Sorry, sorry," Buck whispered, drawing his hand away. "Just had a few minutes before I have to leave, didn’t mean to wake you."
"Didn’t," Tommy muttered, still half asleep.
"Just go back to sleep. I’ll be here after your shift, okay?"
"Mmhmm." Tommy repositioned his pillow and did as he was told, though not before he felt Buck press scattered kisses across his back
———
"Hey, Evan?" Tommy called as he walked in.
"Yeah?" Buck looked up from his laptop.
"I got you something."
Buck smiled slowly. "For me?"
"Well, both of us. But I noticed you liked my freckles and moles and tracing them, so." He handed Buck the shopping bag. "Only if you want, though?"
Buck reached into the bag for the gift, grinning as he pulled out a set of tattoo markers. "For on you?"
Tommy nodded, trying to be casual in case Buck wasn’t into it. "If you want."
Buck was already on his feet, laptop on the coffee table. "Oh, I want. Right now."
Tommy pulled his shirt off as Buck pushed him to the couch. He grabbed a pillow and settled in as Buck climbed on top of him and started drawing right away. Tommy shivered at the cool drag of the markers, but before long Buck’s smooth movements pulled him in to sleep.
———
"Damn, it’s hot," Eddie bemoaned as they all took a water break. "Hey!" he called to the group. "Next one’s shirts and skins. Tommy and I are skins."
"Eddie," Tommy started, but he was quickly cut off.
"C’mon, man, I’m dying. I need some airflow." Eddie’s shirt was gone already, tossed haphazardly toward his bag. "It feels so much better, just do it."
Tommy thought about it. There wasn’t anything too incriminating. The guys would no doubt hoot and holler, but that would be that. He shrugged off his shirt.
And sure enough, someone threw out a, "What’s that on your back, Kinard?" within seconds.
"Proof I’m getting some," he tossed back. He didn’t even try to hide his smile as Eddie turned him around forcefully, no doubt expecting scratch marks or the like. He knew exactly what Eddie was seeing instead, could picture it as his friend gently traced the marks.
BUCKLEY-KINARD, like it would be on their department issued clothing one day, loud and proud across his upper back.
Lines connecting various freckles, like constellations in an astronomy book.
Cartoon stars all over, interspersed with the occasional heart.
And Tommy’s absolute favorite: the worst drawing of a helicopter he had ever seen, with two little stick people inside, staring at the galaxies around them.
It was so undeniably sweet and lovely and all the words Tommy spent so long not letting himself hope for. But most of all, it was him and Buck, together, spread across his back for the world to see.
He loved it. And Eddie’s fake gags at the "sickening sweetness" didn’t deter him one bit.
My friend brought tattoo markers so I got to draw on myself ✨️in color✨️
Yes it's the same design I've done a million times before and I will continue to draw it over and over until I get it as an actual tattoo. I'm not as happy with this as the black ink/uncolored versions but it was fun.
OH YEAH THIS WAS DRAWN 100% WITHOUT REFERENCE BTW; HEART FROM MEMORY
The writing at the bottom is supposed to say "Something Wretched/Something Holy" (not going to explain unless asked; I'm lazy)
Here are the doodles I did on myself inside out with my new BIC BodyMark Temporary Tattoo Markers 😍😍 You can see the sheen I previously mentioned but, like I said, I have no complaints so far!!!