The Rough Draft of Desire
"Alright, the pelvic ribbon tattoo is finished."
Yuda pulled the tattoo machine away.
"Whoa..."
My jaw dropped. Pink ribbons sat on both sides of her white pelvis, looking just like the decorative bows on lace lingerie. They were eye-catching, cute, and added the perfect touch. Charle blushed, looking a bit shy.
On top of that, Yuda’s skill was impressive. The tattoo looked so vivid you felt like you could reach out and grab it. I stared at it, struggling to suppress the urge to kiss the ink right then and there. It suited her perfectly. Plus, the black lingerie looked like it was about to slide off at any moment. Every inch of the scene beneath her skirt looked incredibly lewd.
"Oppa, do you like it that much...?"
Charle asked, lifting her skirt to show the inside of her thighs. I was capturing the whole scene on my phone camera. Seeing me film, Yuda’s face flushed a little as well. I loved it.
"Now, I'm going to work on the garter belt tattoo."
Yuda cut the conversation short and got back to work. As she was applying the new stencil to the left thigh, she paused. She had spotted a mark on the right thigh that looked like a bug bite.
"Oh my, what’s this on your thigh? Is that a bug bite? You don't have sensitive skin or anything, do you?"
If there was an allergic reaction to the tattoo, she had to be careful. But Charle shook her head.
"Ah, well, that. It’s... something my boyfriend left behind. You know?"
At that, Yuda’s ears turned bright red. She knew about the existence of so-called 'hickeys,' but this was her first time seeing one right in front of her eyes. She pretended to be calm and lied.
"Ah, a hickey. I know. I've seen plenty."
As she said that, she kept glancing at the inside of the thigh.
Aren't hickeys usually left on the neck? He kissed her there? Then... his tongue touched that spot, and he sucked on it with his lips... If he was there, his face must have been touching her crotch...
Having no experience with men, her face turned beet red at such a stimulating situation. Yuda’s mind was going blank. W-wait. Just now? No, were these two having sex until yesterday evening? Of course, Charle is attractive. So, really, were they stark naked? No. Was this erotic lingerie also for sex?
My god. So, are they going to do that kind of stuff again as soon as the tattoo is done?
Yuda glanced at Kangmin, who was standing nearby. So, that man... did he kiss, kiss, kiss Charle’s thigh? And left a hickey? Wouldn't that hurt? What does it feel like to be sucked there?
'Ah, my hand stopped. No!'
Her hand, which had been wrapping the stencil around the left thigh, had frozen. Yuda shook her head and started working again. Since the area was quite large this time, it would take three to four hours.
First, she traced the outer lines of the thighs. The needle dug into the white skin. Black ink poked and prodded, drawing thin lines. Yuda held her breath in tension. No matter how many times she did it, the moment she carved the first line into someone else's skin was always nerve-wracking. She had to do this part well to make filling in the rest easier.
The specialist’s hands were precise. She traced the lines without a single error, then the lower lines. Then, she diligently drew the outlines of the lace, roses, and leaves. It wasn't a tattoo that covered a large surface area, but since it was a garter belt shape with many holes, there were a lot of lines to trace. Once the lines were finished, her arms ached. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and let out a sigh.
'If I mess up the filling, I'm truly screwed!'
If she confused the parts that were supposed to remain skin-colored with the parts that needed ink, she would be absolutely doomed. She brought over a red water-based pen to color in the parts that were meant to stay skin-toned, and a rather magnificent colored garter belt design was completed.
Now it was time to fill in the areas with black. First, she worked on the front of the left thigh. Kangmin watched the process intently. Whenever the tattoo needle poked a little too deep, Charle would bite her lip and let out a soft moan. Slowly, the black garter belt rose up over the white thigh. It was a long process, but it didn't feel boring at all.
In fact, the larger the tattoo grew, the steeper the angle of my erection became. The garter belt was perfectly positioned on the front of the left thigh.
'Wow... this is seriously lewd...'
Forget the tattoo; I just wanted to lay her down on the workbench and fuck her like crazy. But it was almost done. Let's hold on a little longer.
"Could you turn around?"
Next, she had her lie face down to carve the garter belt on the back of the thighs. Meanwhile, Charle reached out and wiggled her fingers, tying the straps of her panties.
About 2cm of the garter belt on the back of the thigh was left unfilled. It was the part corresponding to the gap in the bracelet, the part that provided elasticity. She finished that side with two black lines. It looked just like the strap of a real garter belt.
Yuda and Kangmin both gulped.
It was truly a tattoo that would capture any man's gaze. If men saw this on the street, they’d probably get distracted, crash into a traffic light pole, or slam their crotches into a bollard. It looked that obscene.
"There, all done. Even though I'm the one who did it, it's really pretty."
Both Charle and Kangmin nodded. So, the only request left was... adding color to the left thigh, right?
"But, now that I've filled it in, I think it might look a bit tacky if we add color."
"Is that so?"
At Yuda's words, the two stared intently at the garter belt on the left thigh. In truth, it did seem like it would look a bit tacky if they filled it with color. In times like this, it was better to listen to the tattooist's advice.
"It's a shame. Charle wanted me to finish it off."
"Ah, don't worry about that. I left one line here."
Kangmin looked at the garter belt. As she said, there was a part where one line of the garter belt wasn't connected, as if a thread had come loose.
"Now, I'll hold your hand from behind, so... with the switch turned on. Just relax."
Yuda took Kangmin's hand from behind and guided it slowly. Kangmin was nervous. Not only was a beauty pressed against him, but if he slipped here, the tattoo would be ruined.
Whirrr- It was four times slower than when Yuda was working. But slowly, his hand moved along the guide. Color slowly filled the area, which was barely 1cm wide. Charle watched the tattoo being completed with sparkling eyes.
Kangmin pulled the needle away. He had perfectly filled the black line to the very end.
"Oppa, thank you..."
Ah. It seemed Charle’s lewd switch had been flipped. Perhaps excited by Kangmin doing the tattooing, her lace underwear was slightly damp. And Yuda, having seen that, snapped her head away.
"Ch-Charle. Um. Pull your skirt down now."
"Oh, right, yes."
Charle hurriedly pulled her skirt down. With that, all the tattoos were hidden. Yuda went to the cupboard and brought back a tub of Vaseline.
"I'll apply some Vaseline for you. Make sure to wear a waterproof bandage for a week when you shower. Otherwise, the color will fade quickly. If you apply Vaseline often, it will heal even more beautifully!"
"Ah, thank you."
She used blue latex gloves to scoop up Vaseline and carefully applied it to her thighs and pelvis. Yuda was giving instructions, but Kangmin was too distracted, staring only at Charle’s thighs. Damn it, this is obscenely hot!
It seemed the finishing touches were all done. As Charle tried to stand up, Yuda hurriedly handed her a business card.
"Um, this is my cell phone number. If you ever want a touch-up, or if your boyfriend decides he wants a tattoo, please contact me."
And she asked Charle:
"Would you mind giving me your cell phone number?"
"Ah, of course!"
Charle typed in her number. She would need to receive the payment for the dream amulet later, and if Kangmin oppa got tired of this tattoo, she could get a new one engraved.
"Thank you for the beautiful tattoo today! See you next time!"
The two said goodbye to Yuda and left the tattoo shop.
'Ugh, I'm exhausted.'
My body felt stiff after being in the tattoo shop for four hours. Kangmin stretched and called the elevator.
"Ah, it's a shame the thigh tattoo isn't visible today."
"Should I show you?"
Charle smiled and lifted her tennis skirt. Her navel, thighs, and the tattoos she had just gotten today were all visible. I gulped and looked around. No one’s coming, right?
"Charle, you’re seriously so lewd today..."
Whispering into her ear, Kangmin’s fingers tapped against Charle’s secret spot. Sure enough, her underwear was damp. Charle, still holding her skirt up with both hands, buried her face in Kangmin’s neck.
"I was so excited when you were holding the tattoo machine, Oppa... I love what you engraved on me-."
Gulp. The sound of Kangmin swallowing echoed like thunder. Just then, the elevator arrived with a ding.
Charle turned red, hurriedly pulling her skirt down. Kangmin also pulled his hand away and looked forward. A person stepped out of the elevator and walked into the karaoke room next to the tattoo shop. As they passed, they glanced at the birthday tattoo on Charle’s collarbone. Damn it, where are you looking? Of course, part of the reason for the tattoo was to show it off, but still.
"Phew... almost got caught."
"Seriously. That was so shocking."
"Shall we do the rest at home?"
Charle nodded. It was their first time having sex after getting tattoos, which was exciting for both of them.
The two held hands and stepped into the elevator.
And the CCTV at the entrance saw everything that happened between them.
'My god- as soon as they left, she lifted her skirt and started foreplay? My god...'
Yuda drank her peppermint herbal tea like it was liquor while staring at the CCTV. Her heart was pounding. They were such a lewd couple. Lifting her skirt and touching each other the moment they stepped out the door? And then running away because someone came? My god. Are they really a couple who've only been dating for a month? Are all couples these days like that?
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