Girlfriend Boyfriend Matching Tattoos Novels & Stories

Thick like I liked them. "Here.." I said. "I like them here" His hand covered mine and it felt like a shock went through me. And I panicked. He quickly let me go when he noticed how scared I was of his touch. "I'll get whatever you want me to get," he said. "And we can even have matching tattoos," he suggested. I smiled, but I was never going to do that. If I ever decided to, Justin was going to be my tattoo partner. I would probably tattoo his face on my thighs...

I murmured while examining the included photographs. One image depicted Aurora during her teenage years, alongside a teenage boy, evidently deeply in love. Presumably, this was her mate. Another photograph captured the boy shirtless, his shorts riding low enough to reveal a discreet D&D tattoo just below his abdomen, where his V-shaped muscle disappeared beneath his shorts. The tattoo would have gone unnoticed if the photographer hadn't intentionally focused on it. A third photograph showed the two of them reclining together, the camera zeroing in on their matching initials tattooed on their skin.

he asked, glancing back at another man who was watching her as he passed by. “Um…sure,” she said absently as they stopped in front of a nearby tattoo parlor. “Once you have this done, there’s no turning back, so choose wisely. You wanted this, remember?” Sandra swallowed hard and nodded. “Would you feel better if we got matching tattoos?” She turned and looked into his dark eyes. “You would really get a tattoo to match mine?” He opened the door to the parlor, smiling. “Just promise me no Tinker Bells, or butterflies.”

Below it, I wore faded denim shorts that showed off my long, dusky skinned legs paired with a fashionable pair of black heeled boots that went just above the ankle. So the spreading, navy blue tattoo was clearly visible for the world to see and it formed a tribal tattoo exactly identical to the one Chester had on his chest !! “That’s the mark of my father’s clan,” he revealed. “It is said that only true lovers are able to get exactly identical tattoos which is the rarest of rare case, believe me, specially if the lover is not from the same clan,” he elucidated. “This mark will always protect you and give you my part of the courage and energy if you ever need it when I am not with you. It is

Well, Kira confirmed her suspicions. When Axel didn’t say a word, she sighed. It would be harder than she thought. She braced herself up and took a step closer to him. Slowly, she held his firm hands on hers and when her gaze landed on the butterfly tattoo on his wrist, her breath caught and her stomach fluttered. The tattoo was similar to hers and as she held his wrist, she could see both tattoos, there was no difference. She didn’t think he would really get the tattoo done. Now they had matching tattoos.

He smiled and asked her, "It will hurt a little. Would you like a tattoo?" At the heard of Justin's words, the clerk tried his best to persuade them. "Do you want matching tattoos? We have many styles here, which are very popular with couples. It won't hurt too much... With your boyfriend's company, you can get through it. It will be of great sentimental value." Anne was persuaded and nodded timidly. The clerk immediately handed them a picture album. "Please choose a pattern!" Justin took it and flipped through it. "Anne, which one do you like?"

“Hmmmm. Wait till they find out what you have been doing with me now then! Bet they no longer think you’re such a good boy after all…. How did we get onto the topic of us getting tattoos?” He chuckles harder, pleased with his bedroom antics, although I am most definitely glad he isn’t truly a good boy when it comes to that. “Because I now have an itching for a new one, thanks to you, and I need to find a good spot for ‘I love Sophie’ on my body.” He stretches out, dropping his fork and eyes me seriously, I roll my eyes, again. “Don’t you dare! Do you know how lame it is when girls get their boyfriends name tattooed on them? You would be worse than lame if you did it, worse than a lame girl.”

He growls before thrashing his hands and legs. "Come down, big boy. I'm just surprised by your choice of choosing a girlfriend. She looks horrible like a dinosaur. She even has a lot of tattoos. Wait, she has tattoos on her face like you, eww!" I explain with face grimaced, looking at the girl on the screen.

I take a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "There was this guy," I begin slowly. "He... he was outside the grocery store. I’ve never seen him before, but he felt... wrong." I hesitate, the image of him flashing vividly in my mind again. The tattoos that crawled up his neck, the intense stare, the smirk that made my skin crawl. "He had these tattoos, like vines or something, climbing up his arm and neck. His eyes were dark, sharp... but what really got to me was the way he looked at me."

Still, he had a plan. In the Boyfriend Makeover section, there were custom T-shirts available. They first caught his eyes when he thought about buying couple shirts with the print of a puppy on the front; his shirt would be digital while Kate’s would be real-world. But Kate being 5’3” and flesh and blood, that was a tall order, so to speak.