Yusuke Tattoo Novels & Stories

"I want you. I want you inside me." He smirks and takes off his own t-shirt, throwing it aside. He is now completely shirtless, his muscled and toned torso on display. I want to run my tongue over his tats so badly. The Japanese characters on his torso, what do they even mean? I trace the tattoo with my index finger. Mason hisses at the contact.

Ryu opened the door to the studio for Yuka to come in first. "Thanks." Said Yuka shyly as she goes in. " Yuka!" Nato greeted as he walked toward Yuka and hugged her. "Guys, this is my cousin Yuka. Yuka these are my bandmates and friends Tomo and Ishi." Nato said. "Hi, Yuka!" Said Tomo. "Nice to meet you," Ishi said smiling from across the room where they were seating.

His long black hair is tied in a bun at the back of his head, I see his look is like a knife, sharp and galactic colonies when he sees me. I have a feeling that his skin is the color of the galactic colonies of a blood moon and black tattoos run over his bare chest. Then, I realize that all the lines are precise and symmetrical on both sides of the body, I see that they start at his neck and travel like a maze over the rest of him, disappearing under the waistband of a ripped black jeans. He is a vision of dark virility. "Bom DIA, Karin Iwasaki," Deese Ale.

Is he naturally built like this? Sasha steps backward to give me the full picture. I see stars on his knees that match his shoulders. He twists, showing the rugged expanse of his back. I was right: it's a church inscribed over his shoulder blades and spine. It's lovely, but above it is the terrifying image of a spider. "Ulyana told me about the tattoos in the Bratva," I say. Inching off the desk, I approach him. He remains where he is, watching me over his shoulder. My hand touches one of the stars. "What do these all mean?"

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif

That was when I noticed the tattoos. His back was adorned with an intricate design of large black wings, streaked with delicate gold traces that shimmered faintly in the low light. The wings spanned across his shoulders and down his back, a masterpiece that was both beautiful and intimidating. They exuded a silent warning, a "do not mess with me" aura that fit him perfectly. Yet, despite their commanding presence, I felt no fear. This was Alessandro. The man who had carried me, who had stood by me even when I pushed him away. He wasn’t a threat—he was my protector.

Andreas wraps his hands with the bandages tightly and lets out a tired sigh. Across his back is a tattoo of a distorted bull, which could easily be mistaken for a twisted demon on his back. Tattoos line across his arms, perfectly transitioning into the bull drawn across his back. His muscles distorting the art as he stretches in front of Logan and Yua. "Are you gonna help us or...?" Andreas realizes that they're still stuck and helps them out of their restraints. "We don't have weapons so..." Yua looks over to Logan. "Do you have any plans in how we could defend ourselves?"

He did not say anything and I appreciated that because there was nothing useful to say and Yulian usually understood that. The mirror problem happened in reverse about twenty minutes later when Yulian walked past the hallway bathroom and caught sight of himself, Kayden's tattoos, Kayden's height, Kayden's face, in the mirror above the sink through the open door. He stopped the same way Kayden had. Stood there. Then he reached up and touched the tattoo on the side of Kayden's neck slowly, like he was checking if it was real. Kayden, from the couch, said: "The one on the neck is from the championship win. Three years ago."

“Your tattoo is gone.” Hikari smiled at me, “that’s where Yuki lives, luna. When I release him completely, my dragon tattoo around my neck disappears, too.” “Woah-ho-ho! Goddess! This is some insanity! You are so cool!” I said in the heat of the moment. Hikari’s face turned stoic as he peered at Yuki with a quick gulp. “Um, I apologise if I was offensive. It’s just that when I am excited, I forget manners,” I chuckled nervously.

There, just like his brother and Taryk sported, was a new tattoo etching itself into his skin. Rushing over to Lukas, I reached down with one hand to steady myself against him as I leaned down to inspect Scarlet's upper chest. Instead of the heavy black lines that marked the guys, hers was almost delicate. Done in silvers and whites, it reminded me of an acid etched mirror. Her skin just happened to be the canvas. I looked over the room. Swallowed as something dawned on me. "Lukas, why are we the only ones who aren't still passed out?"