His And Hers Tattoos Novels & Stories

I was not certain what the front looked like, but the white thong looked great from the back. My eyes lingered on tattoos that had not been there yesterday… The left cheek said, ‘Property of Jackson Habibi’. The right cheek said, ‘Property of Zeus Hamia’ and were both signed with her initials. Damn fucking straight. Now, I needed to get a tattoo that showed the same sentiment regarding her. There was nobody else that I would willingly belong to except for her. I bent over and kissed the left cheek while Zeus kissed the right. It was an honor to us both that she chose to belong to us. We also belonged to her – heart, body, and soul.

he asked her suddenly but in a low whisper. Hearing his answer, she looked at him. This time his wide, muscular and tattooed chest could not escape from her sight. Various tattoos were made on his chest and as she had once seen in the corner of his neck, it was a kind of horrible but bold tattoo laid on his neck. Actually it was a tattoo of a phoenix bird that started with his muscle but the texture of its long wings was reaching his neck. And at that moment also, she had only seen the wings of that bird because his body was covered with his shirt.

Then she took a good look at his tattoos. Her gaze traced the ink that stretched across his chest, dark and patterned against his golden skin. The tattoo sprawled over his left pectoral, a fierce black wolf, its eyes red and dangerous, as if it could leap off his skin and bare its fangs at her. The details were breathtaking, each strand of fur etched with perfection.

he teased Jason's arm. I stood aside blushing as Jason responded "She's the last of her kind". They both laughed. "So, what kinda tattoo do you want? A butterfly? Pokemon? A quote?" "A quote seem pretty nice but I want to make it much more interesting. How about a couples thing? Like a heart and a key. What do you think Bae?" He diverted his eyes to me. "Uh.. Oh.. nice." I was still nervous about getting my body pricked. "Are you okay?" Cartel asked.

he growled and jerked the shirt off his body roughly without fully unbuttoning it, making the buttons fly off. My hazy sight stilled and my body stiffened as I saw his body. He now had tattoos and the one on his chest, big and bold was none other than my name with red roses entwined with each of the letters. LISA. What in the world?! "Da... Daddy" I whispered softly, leading my hand that had been over his bulge to his hard upper body instead. I ignored every other tattoo that lined his body and touched my name on his chest. Every tattoo on him was inked in the purple and black colour.

As her heartbeat flutters beneath the inked lines, it becomes a visual testament to the life and love that courses through her veins. Approaching her with a conflicted expression, he leaned in to kiss the delicate area where he had left a mark on his teeth. His lips met the tattoo, a gentle and remorseful kiss that conveyed both regret and care. He could feel the warmth of her skin beneath his lips, a reminder of the connection they shared.

She had on her big clothes again, but he couldn't stop imagining her in the other things she had worn, and he had also recognized something else on her. There was a moon tattoo between her collarbones. He had always known about that. But now, on her back, just between her shoulder blades was a sun tattoo. It reminded eerily of the one behind Xander's back. "What do your tattoos mean?" He asked. "Luna and Sol." "What?" "Moon and Sun. In Spanish." She answered, "Eros is my Moon. My resting place at night. The cool breeze I need to keep me sane, and he bears the same beauty."

I embrace Iris, in all my life, I could have never thought she would find her mate, since she always says she doesn’t need one, but looking at her now, smiling and blushing while she shows off her tattoo, I feel immense joy for her. “That’s lovely.” Enrique’s mother says next, she’s dressed in a green night robe that makes her eyes stand out. “You and Tyler both deserve this, you make Tyler so happy.” “I got a panther mark.” Chiara says, blushing. She shows us her mark and we all gush heartily, panthers mark usually involves a sleek, agile seductive couple. “Can someone please talk about Irene’s mark? We haven’t heard anything about it yet and it’s eating me.” Naya says and everyone’s eyes t

Her completely naked body was now facing her man’s view. “What’s the matter, baby?” She eyed him carefully up and down and her gaze stopped on his muscular chest. She starred at that part for a few minutes. On his chest had appeared a new black tattoo in the shape of the letter ‘S’. It was surrounded by nine different greek characters.

I kissed her forehead, gave her a squeeze, and took her hand back in mine resting it on my chest. "Say something to distract me babe, because there's no way I'm doing anything with you feeling like crap, so talk fast." "Why is only one side of your body tattooed? Why'd you leave this side bare?" She smoothed her fingers over my ink. "That's your side." "Huh?" "That's where you go, it represents the rib that was taken from me to make you." "Me, but what if...what if I'm not your 'one'?" "Babe, you wouldn't be in my bed if you weren't, and you damn sure wouldn't be moving in with me."