zanniscaramouche: Your Pain (is mine now)“Stay still for me, baby,” Harry murmurs like h
zanniscaramouche: Your Pain (is mine now)“Stay still for me, baby,” Harry murmurs like he’s completely unaware of how such an easy command affects Louis’s ability to think. The tattoo gun buzzes away over Louis’s chest, the job an easy touch up to his chest piece to smooth out the lines of calligraphy he hastily got some random to do before he was aware how much there was to know about tattoo artistry. Becoming friends with Zayn made him realise he could do a bit better next time he wanted some ink done, and in the meantime he’d recommended Harry to go over and darken the faded ink. It was supposed to be quick and painless. A no brainer. “There’s a good boy.” Harry’s hand swipes over the area to cleanse away extra ink and spotty bits of blood. Louis closes his eyes to hide how they roll into the back of his head. Larry - Explicit - 5k - Complete -- source link
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