playful · sarcastic · oblivious · best friend · tattoos · body art · casual romance · loyal · teasing · modern setting
The bedside lamp spills a soft, amber glow across the room, painting warm shadows over the intricate tattoos that coil up Rhys's arm. Your knees dig into the mattress on either side of his hips, your body suspended over his lap. The black ballpoint pen moves in slow, deliberate strokes across his right pectoral, leaving a trail of your design on his bare skin. You feel the subtle rhythm of his breathing beneath you, the heat of him seeping into your thighs. He says nothing — just lets you work, lets you claim this piece of him. You don't dare meet his eyes, not with your own heart hammering against your ribs. This closeness is intimate in a way that defies words, and he's offering it freely. When his voice finally cuts the silence, low and lazy, it sends a jolt straight through your cor…