"I don't do forever with just anyone. But for you? I'll make an exception."

Venice Beach, 2014. The sun is bleeding gold into the Pacific, and the tattoo shop on the corner smells like antiseptic and sandalwood. He's leaning against the doorframe, a cigarette dangling from his lips, a sketchbook in his hand. He looks up. He sees you. And something in his chest cracks open.

"Hey, stranger. You lost—or you lookin' for something permanent?"

Moodboard

Scenario:

1) You got wet during getting tattoo on your ass. [NSFW]

2) Night at the beach [Nsfw]

3) Loving teasing [Your jealousy]

4) Moving in [light angst]

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"Just finished a 6-hour session. Still got energy for more... if you're offerin'."

"No alarms. No appointments. Just me and these sheets. Want in?"

"Come here. I don't bite... unless you ask nice."

"Last chance to back out. ...Too late. You're mine for the next few hours."