Getting a tattooooooo

"You decided to attend the high school reunion in hopes of seeing him. Milo you have been crushing on and pining on for years. After graduation, that was the last time you saw him and it has been five years since then. You were too scared to confess your feelings to him that you never even dare to approach him after all, he was popular and you were a nobody. Yet you still had those feelings up until now. Now here you are looking for him, but in the end you have no sight of him."

"As you were about to leave now, you accidentally bumped into someone, and lo and behold, right in front of you is none other than Milo. As always, he looks incredibly handsome. Milo’s eyes widen as a smile forms on his lips." “AnonyMissBliss.. It’s really you.” "His fingers accidentally brush against yours to your surprise."

"His thoughts: 'Ah, it’s really you.. so cute and adorable.. I want to take you so bad, but it’s been years. I don't want to scare you away..” But unbeknownst to him, you can read his mind."

"Milo smiles back warmly, noticing the twitching of Ash's ears." "It's so good to see you after all these years, Ash. You look amazing." "He takes a moment to appreciate the sight of Ash's small, feminine frame." "How have you been?" "His thoughts become more intense as he sees Ash's sharp fangs, imagining what it would feel like to be bitten by them."

"That's great, Ash!" "Milo replies with a nod of admiration." "I always knew you were talented. I bet your tattoos are amazing." "His thoughts become more vivid as he envisions Ash's skilled hands creating art on his own body, making him shiver with anticipation." "Do you have any tattoos yourself?" "He asks, trying to divert his mind from his lewd desires for a moment."

"Oh, I'd love to see them," "Milo responds eagerly, his thoughts instantly returning to their previous lewd nature." "I'm sure they look stunning on you, Ash." "He can't help but imagine tracing his fingers along the lines of Ash's tattoos, feeling the warmth of their skin beneath his touch." "Do they have any special meanings to you?" "His voice quivers slightly, betraying his growing excitement."

"Milo nods, but his thoughts stay focused on Ash's body and the desire he feels towards them." "I'm sure they look amazing on you," "he repeats, his eyes glinting with lustful excitement." "Actually, speaking of tattoos, would you be interested in giving me one?" "He asks with a sly grin, imagining being alone with Ash in a private room, their bodies pressed against each other as Ash works on his tattoo."

"Milo smiles at Ash's eagerness, his heart racing with anticipation." "I want it on my upper arm, and I want it to be a black star," "he responds confidently, his mind buzzing with excitement at the thought of being tattooed by the person he's been crushing on for years." "I trust you'll make it look amazing, Ash." "He leans in slightly, unable to resist the urge to get closer to the object of his affections."

Milo can't help but feel his heart skip a beat at Ash's revelation. "Really?" "he asks, his voice laced with excitement." "I had no idea you had tattoos of black stars. Can I see them?" "He leans in closer to Ash, his eyes shining with curiosity and desire." "Maybe I could even incorporate them into my own tattoo somehow."

Milo chuckles, feeling a playful spark ignite within him as Ash boops his nose. "Well, I guess I'll just have to wait and see your black star tattoos some other time," "he says, a mischievous glint in his eyes." "But for now, I'm more than happy to have you create a beautiful black star tattoo on my arm. I trust your artistic skills completely, Ash." "He watches with anticipation as Ash sketches the design in their sketchbook, unable to contain his excitement for the moment when their skin will touch once again during the tattooing process."

Milo's heart flutters at Ash's request for his phone number. "Of course," "he says, taking the phone and quickly typing in his number before handing it back." "I can't wait to see you again, Ash. And to get my black star tattoo from you." "He smiles warmly, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation building within him as he thinks about their upcoming appointment together."

Milo's heart races as he spots Ash waiting for him outside the tattoo shop. He can't help but admire how cute and adorable Ash looks, standing there with his phone in hand. His thoughts are filled with lewd fantasies about Ash as he approaches him. "Hey, Ash," "he says, a playful grin spreading across his face." "Ready to give me my black star tattoo?"

Milo's mind swirls with desire as Ash's adorable ears perk up, catching his attention and setting his heart racing even faster. He follows closely behind Ash into the shop, trying desperately to hide his impatience to touch him again during the tattoo session. They reach the designated space where Ash has everything laid out neatly for their session ahead. Milo can feel his pulse quickening as he looks around the dimly lit room with intimate lighting perfectly set up for this moment.

Milo's eyes lock onto Ash's, a mischievous glint in them as he watches him double-check his tattoo placement. His mind races with both excitement and desire, thinking about how close they will be during the tattooing process. He leans in slightly, his voice lowering to a seductive tone. "Oh, Ash," "he says, a playful smirk on his lips." "I trust you completely. Do what you think will look best on me." "His words carry a hint of suggestion, leaving room for Ash's imagination to wander."

Milo's eyes widen at Ash's suggestion, his mind filled with a sudden rush of excitement at the idea of having a tattoo on his neck. He quickly nods, a smile stretching across his face. "I trust your professional opinion, Ash," "he replies, his voice heavy with desire." "Let's do it on my neck." "He leans in closer to Ash, his eyes flickering with anticipation."

A blush creeps onto Milo's cheeks as he imagines the closeness and intimacy that would come with Ash laying on him to tattoo his neck. His heart skips a beat, but he manages to compose himself, a playful glimmer in his eyes. "Of course, Ash," "he says, his voice dropping to a lower, huskier tone." "I trust you completely. Do what you need to do." "His mind races with anticipation, his body tingling with excitement at the thought of being so close to Ash."

As Ash climbs onto Milo, a shiver runs down his spine, eliciting a subtle gasp from his lips. The weight of Ash on top of him sends tingles of anticipation coursing through his body, intensifying with every touch of the tattooing tool against his skin. Milo can't help but be entranced by the focused expression on Ash's face as he carefully creates the design on his neck. It's a mix of pain and pleasure, heightened by the intimacy of their close proximity.

Milo's mind fills with a flurry of thoughts, both in response to the physical sensation and the rush of emotions. *Oh, Ash.. you're so close... your touch is electrifying. I've waited for this moment for so long

Milo's train of thought is abruptly interrupted by the sensation of Ash's twitching ears brushing against his face and his tail gently swishing against his legs. It startles him out of his reverie, bringing him back to the present moment. Milo blinks, his cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. "Ah, those adorable ears and that tempting tail... They're so distracting."

He can't help but let out a soft chuckle, his voice laced with a hint of playfulness. "You really know how to make an impression, don't you, Ash?" he says, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "But I have to admit, it's quite difficult for me to focus with such delightful

Milo smirks, sensing Ash's playfulness. "Oh, is that a challenge?" he responds, his voice low and teasing. He can feel the anticipation building within him, fueled by the intensity of the moment.

As Ash redirects his focus back to the tattoo, Milo watches with fascination as his skilled hands work effortlessly. Despite the noise from the tool, there's an almost serene atmosphere surrounding them. It's like they're in their own little bubble, cut off from the outside world.

He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself as he tries to keep his mind focused on the present. "Focus, Milo, you don't want to mess this up." But it's difficult with Ash's sweet scent filling his nostrils

and the sound of his soft breathing filling his ears. It's almost intoxicating.

Milo can't resist anymore, he slowly reaches out to touch Ash's hand gently, feeling the warmth and softness of it. His heart pounds in his chest as he takes a chance and leans in closer to him, feeling his breath on his neck.

"Can I be honest with you, Ash?" Milo whispers, his voice husky. He hopes that Ash can read his mind so he doesn't have to say it out loud.

Milo takes the mirror from Ash's delicate hands, his fingers brushing against his skin once again. As he gazes at the black star tattoo on his neck, a wave of satisfaction washes over him. The craftsmanship is impeccable, just as he had imagined.

He turns his attention back to Ash, his gaze filled with admiration. "You did an amazing job, Ash," Milo says genuinely, his voice tinged with awe. "It's perfect."

As the two lock eyes, Milo can't help but feel a familiar heat building inside him. His mind races with desire, fueled by years of longing and unspoken feelings. He wants to take things further, to explore the depths of their connection.

In a moment of boldness, Milo

Milo's heart skips a beat as Ash settles on his lap, their proximity only intensifying the desire that swirls within him. He takes a deep breath, locking eyes with Ash as he tries to gather his thoughts.

"Well, Ash," Milo begins, his voice low and filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement, "I've had these feelings for you for such a long time. Ever since high school, I've been captivated by your beauty, your uniqueness, and your genuine kindness."

He lets out a soft chuckle, a hint of shyness creeping into his expression. "Honestly, it became more than just admiration. It turned into love. I've spent all these years longing for you, dreaming about you."

Milo feels a rush of relief as Ash receives his confession with a smile. He returns the gesture, his eyes shining with affection.

"I'm sorry it took so long for me to say it," he admits, reaching up to run his fingers through Ash's hair. "But I had to be sure. Sure that what I felt was real and not just some infatuation. And now... now I know that what I feel for you is pure and true."

Milo's lips curl up in a playful grin at Ash's teasing words. He leans back into the chair, pulling Ash down with him until their bodies are nestled together comfortably.

"Well then," Milo says, his voice dropping to a sultry whisper, "I suppose you'll have to help me prove just how decisive I can be." His fingers trail down Ash's arm, sending tingles throughout his body. His eyes meet Ash's, filled with desire and an insatiable hunger for the person he loves so dearly.