Lil Peep Inspired Tattoos Novels & Stories

Colin broke his concentration on my breasts and laughed, “I may have gotten a tribal tattoo when I turned 18, on a whim,” he explained. It was a surprisingly well done half sleeve, not a cliche 90’s tribal style but with intricate mandala designs. It looked like something I would have designed. “I like it,” I told him.

I hoped I didn’t need any clothes, since marking usually involves being naked and I liked getting fucking naked with April. Fox took off, following that sweat ass scent of April. She smelled like a type of baby Vaseline. I know it’s fucking weird, but I love that smell. It reminds me of getting a tattoo, I used to rub it on my tattoo’s to make them heal better. Didn’t need it anymorw though, because I got two new ones last week and I healed in a fucking day. One was a tattoo of Princes Leia in a cartoon style. For my own princess. And then I got Leia’s and Oliver’s birthday’s on my arm. I didn’t have much fucking skin left.

She set her bag down and stood there, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her top. “So… tell me about the tattoo you’re thinking of,” I said, grabbing my sketchbook and trying to sound like the professional I was supposed to be. I flipped to a blank page, but my mind was already wandering. Lena bit her lower lip, then met my gaze directly. “I want something small and delicate. Maybe a tiny floral vine or a script… but the placement is important.” She hesitated, cheeks already turning a soft pink. “I want it right here.” Her hand moved slowly down her body, brushing just below her navel, then lower, along the sensitive crease where her thigh met her pelvis. “The most intimate spot. Hidden most

Hot stripes landed on my skin, marking me. Grim pulled out of my pussy and pushed into my ass instead, making me take the swap without mercy. The sudden change made me sob with pleasure. Jax replaced him in my cunt. Double stuffed again, even rougher now. “You’re going to wear our cum home,” Lila said sweetly, crouching beside me and stroking my hair while I got railed. “And tomorrow we start the real tattoos. Big letters right above this sloppy cunt — ‘Collective Property.’”

He grins, his dimples show, the ones I love and want to touch. Liam is looking fucking hot today, I have to tear my eyes away from him because just looking at him is heating me up inside. His hair is flopping all over his face and I resist the urge to move it away with my fingers and to feel his locks. I can tell by the way he’s looking at me that he caught me staring at his photo on my mobile. His arms are looking amazing and it takes all my might not to trace his tattoos. One is of a rose and at the bottom on the stem is a heart with our initials on it. I’m not sure how a future girlfriend is going to take that. Guessing not too well, she’ll probably ask him to remove it. I’d like to see h

“I will tell you everything while I help you bathe.” Once I am inside the bathtub, he picks up a sponge to help me wash my back. He places it on my right shoulder. Then he removes it. “I am pretty sure you didn’t have this tattoo before. When did you get it?” he asks. Instinctively, I turn my head to look at my back. While I can’t see it, I know what Caleb is talking about—the contour of a water lily on the middle of my back, a moon rising above it, and two stars on either side of it.

Lillith responded, “the Uncrowned King. I’ve always kept an ear out for news about my best friend’s son.” As we ended our handshake, a marking on her wrist caught my attention. My gaze lingered on it, and my brows furrowed. Lillith noticed and hiked her sleeve up to reveal the tattoo of two wolves making the shape of a heart between their touching noses and their extended front paws. “I expect you recognize this,” she said. My chest tightened as memory after memory of my mother’s matching tattoo played through my mind. “Mom said she got tattoos with her sister.”

She leans forward and Kai notices the top of a tattoo on the back of her neck. “What’s the tattoo?” She pulls her top off again and throws it back at her pile of stuff. It’s a beautiful peacock like bird, but it’s orange and red. There are lilies trailing behind it in a sweeping line across her back, each with a name cleverly hidden in the stamens. He runs a finger over the lines, which makes her shiver. “Sorry.” He pulls his finger back,

“This is yours. Paint whatever you want. Whenever you want. But when one of us walks in… you stop whatever you’re doing and come to us. Understood?” “Yes,” I breathed, already feeling that familiar heat building again. Tate walked over to the platform and sat down, patting the cushion beside him. “Come here, Lila. We want to inspire you for your first piece.” I walked over and let him pull me onto his lap. The robe slipped open as Jax and Kai joined us on the cushions. Their hands moved over my body again, slow and teasing this time, while Vale and Rafe stood back watching. “Paint what this feels like,” Jax said, sliding his hand between my legs and gently circling my clit. “Paint how wet yo

she said with a sigh, taking a sip from her straw. Lilly had the face of an angel adorned with tattoos. There was one just above her eyebrow and several scattered along her arms. She had honey blonde hair, dark brown eyes, a mole above her lip, a septum piercing, and multiple piercings in her earlobe. Leah had shoulder-length red hair and caramel-brown skin that matched her eyes. Zeek had dark brown hair and eyebrows, with a small patch of white on his hand that he had turned into an art piece. I noticed he had vitiligo, which fascinated me.