#I gave up on proofreading this post cause I typed it in the bathroom lol so sorry for any typos

[infriga]

Another thing from the One Piece live action that I have a lot of thoughts about is a certain change they made that normally I might have disliked but actually felt they did rather well.

That being, Luffy listening to crew members backstories.

In the manga Luffy often goes out of his way to avoid listening to crew member's backstories when they're told by other people, because he doesn't like hearing about his crew from other characters and also because he's of the opinion that he doesn't give a shit about their past because doesn't change how he feels about them. All he needs to know is "this person hurt my friend/made my friend cry/has ill will towards my friend". He trusts implicitly that if his friend has a problem with someone then it's with good reason, he doesn't need to know the particulars. He'll listen to the crew member themself if they're the one talking about it, but if someone else is doing the telling he often leaves or falls asleep, with a few exceptions (like Brook's backstory, because hearing Brook's backstory is important for realizing who Brook is, which crew he came from, and his relation to Laboon. I think the fact that the one telling him is another crew member also helps here). This was a trait I liked about him, the way he places importance on hearing about this stuff directly from the person and wants to know what they want and how they feel out of their own mouth. It was a cool, subtle trait that adds some depth to him. It also gives this sense of respect to the privacy of someone who doesn't get to tell their own story, maybe not intentionally on Luffy's part, who doesn't really have a strong concept of privacy tbh, but as a vibe you know? Obviously it's a good way to provide exposition especially if the character isn't the type to tell their own story, but there's still an invasion of privacy on some level even if it's arguably justified.

Nami's backstory is one such instance like this. He refuses to listen about Nami from Nojiko (literally says "no thanks I'm not interested in her past" and leaves). He doesn't need to know about Nami's past to want to help her and he wants to hear that she needs help directly from her.

In the live action however, he listens to Nojiko this time, when she tells Nami's story. And I get why, the way the story is arranged doesn't give as much room for Luffy to wander off and witness Nami's confrontation with the villagers separately, and that aspect of his character would probably be difficult to get across without making him seem like a dick in live action to newcomers, hell it doesn't always get across in the manga/anime either, since I've seen plenty of people complain about him doing it and saying it's a dick move. But! They added a line in the live action that I think managed to get across the same feeling about his character quite well in a succinct way. It was when he says "I'm tired of hearing about Nami from other people".

It brings to mind what he says to Robin in Enies Lobby. "I want to hear it from your own mouth!" he wants to hear about his friends and how they feel directly from them, not second hand from other people. And he wants to hear the truth because he knows when his friends are lying about how they feel. He doesn't care how well those other people know the crew member in question, he cares about learning about them directly from them. And later when they do the scene™ with Nami, it doesn't ring false when she says "you don't know anything about what's going on here" and he replies with "I don't" because to him since he didn't hear it from her directly he doesn't really know what's going on. He just knows that she's in pain and needs him but he wants to hear it from her, that she needs help. It isn't as subtle and doesn't have as many layers of interpretation that the original portrayal of this character trait is able to be, but that's just the nature of an adaptation like this, they have to be smart about what subtleties they keep and what they have to be more obvious/blunt about. There are actually a few areas where the live action are more subtle, like the way they take out a lot of exposition but still manage to explain a lot of stuff about their world through show rather than tell. The dialogue about devil fruits for example, they never outright say that devil fruit users have their power drained when they're submerged in water, but they do have scenes showing the effects and people referencing that aspect of fruits in ways that feel more natural to people who live in the world and aren't giving obligatory exposition. Other people have mentioned this but the live action is surprisingly good with show don't tell, and use it in all the right ways.

I get the feeling that some of the small adjustments they made to the script and exposition and stuff like Luffy's behaviour still feel right and in-character/canon compliant (not literally canon-compliant but in spirit if you know what I mean) to me because they feel like they get across some of the more subtle aspects of his character that a lot of people miss. Like it bugs me when people say the live action made Luffy "smarter" which I'm probably gonna make a whole separate post about. For now I'll just say, Luffy isn't anywhere near as stupid as a lot of people think he is.

Or when people think him not wanting to eat when he's worried about Zoro is out of character, when we've seen in the original series that Luffy actually *does* have a harder time eating or thinking about food when he's stressed out about his friends. In the original series it does generally take a bit more stress to get him to that point, but like I said I think they adjusted it to make this point more clear in live action, that Luffy's love of his friends and crew overshadow his love for food. And it also gives them a small moment to showcase more of Sanji's caring nature when it comes to food when he responds by trying to feed Luffy and convince him to eat, which is a great moment to add especially since they were limited with Sanji's characterisation due to him joining the latest in the season, they managed to pack in so much characterisation for him into a relatively short window and I was impressed by that. And I have some examples regarding Luffy abstaining from food for the sake of others or being more reluctant to eat when stressed, but I think I'll leave that for a separate post as well.

They had less time to develop the crew relationships so they made sure to emphasize their bonds within the scenes they did have, putting more weight on Luffy's worry for Zoro, having Luffy be a bit more outwardly attentive to the interpersonal dynamics of the crew, being a little bit more obvious about Luffy's emotional intelligence, etc. None of these things feel like they actually change anything about Luffy's core character, they just showcase aspects of his character that already exist and are just more subtle in the original, because it's a long running series and can afford to take more time to establish these character traits. Luffy might not have shown as much outward anxiety over Zoro's injury in the manga, but that's because Oda had more time to build up the relationship before that point, so the live action took advantage of the injury subplot to be more overt about how Luffy feels about Zoro, as well as how his one point of anxiety that really gets to him consistently is the safety of his crew and him feeling helpless when he can't do anything because the problem isn't something he can punch away. So in altering that scenario a bit they can still keep that sense of a deep bond between the two despite having less time to show them growing close in smaller moments like the manga does. They probably realised that having Luffy leave or fall asleep during Nami's backstory wouldn't come across as well in the live action or fit the narrative structure changes, but they still took a moment to add a line that acknowledged that part of Luffy's character.

Like part of why most of the changes they did make didn't bother me is because of that feeling that no matter what they changed they were still dedicated to being as true to the characters as possible in the most fundamental ways. I'd certainly much rather have the live action place emphasis on Luffy's emotional intelligence and empathy and care for his crew instead of putting emphasis on him being stupid and comedic and sacrificing some of his empathy and emotional intelligence in the process. Do I love when Luffy is a hilarious dumbass? Absolutely, but that isn't the most important part of his character, so I'm glad they did the opposite of flanderize him, and they still did keep the funny dumbass part of him intact they just didn't put more importance on it than they needed to.

Anyway, this got away from me, but I just wanted to make a post about this because I feel like it's a good example of how the show makes most of the changes work because it still feels like they get the core of the show and the characters. Which makes sense if Oda was so anal about it and had them change scenes or lines if they didn't feel right for the characters. Oda of all people would know what is or isn't in character for them, so I can feel the way these subtle changes still feel right despite the differences.

#One piece #one piece live action #Opla #OPLA spoilers #Long post #Okay I didn't mean for this post to be anywhere near this long #but I still have so many thoughts and emotions about the live action and the series and Luffy in general #I gave up on proofreading this post cause I typed it in the bathroom lol so sorry for any typos #This was supposed to be my thoughts about literally one line of dialogue how did this happen #Sp

[fandom-imagination-ss]

Authors Note: Hey! So this is a request. And it’s a Smut So perpare yourself. Sorry it took so long, between trying too write it. And Drama with life. I got too be a proud owner of a Shinny new Sickness! Lol 😂 I was in and out for a week. NOT COVID! My skull is swelling up, Long story short. The Doctor I delt with refused too take my Swollen Skull and my memory lost (which I was having ) as serious. He diagnosed it with I had a Bad reaction too a bug bite… been dealing with this issues since Feb before the bugs were out. He refused too do tests on me until there is Snow on the ground.. (I’m Dead serious! I have too wait until November/ December too have this be a taken seriously)It’s been a hassle. The stories alone about the Memory loss should be a different post cause in the. Short week I was having memory issues I got into weird situations. My head however now is better! Still slightly swollen and I’m on day 13 of headaches. Now that my personal excuse for why this is so late is explained I would like too also apologize if it’s Not what you wanted lol 😂 Smut isn’t something I’m use too writing and I struggled. So Hopefully it’s Good! And as requested It’s LONG on word it’s 12 pages long lol so Enjoy the length!

Did I Proof read?: Define proofread lol

Rating: Rating is Smut! So 18 +

Warnings?: unprotected sex, sub / Dom like behaviour (loosely) public sexual acts, adult Toys

Paring: Klaus and Y/N

Appearances by: Klaus mikelson, Kol and Elijah Mikelson

Length of imagine: 12 pages

Requested imagine:

You have had three encounter with Klaus Mikaelson, All awkward, strange and each time endings with you Begging and Hoping too Die from your embarrassment. Each time unsuccessful dying from it. But it gave your classmate Kol (who happens too be Klaus’s Brother) ammo too torment you. Kol being a classmate / friend / tormented. He was a friendenemy. You sort of got along, but he loved, LOVED teasing you! Especially after you met his other brothers.

The first encounter you had with Kol’s brother Klaus. was at a bar with Kol, a few of your friends from class. All of you were learning too be Lawyers. Studying for the Bar, extremely exhausted from your long week. You were dragged too the bar. Where you Drank. (If remembering correctly It was Kol who was shoving the shots too everyone) that’s when the Greek god creature came into the Bar an attractive man. Avenge height, possessing curled dirty-blond hair and dark blue eyes that contrasts with his pearl-white skin. he is well-built. With a delicate and yet masculine face, he dressed casually for the for bar. Wearing jeans, a shirt, and a jacket. He was at t he bar ordering a drink as you shamefully commented, “Now that is a bum I would like too Bite.”

Your friends roared with laughter noticing who you meant as Kol spoke loudly, ‘that my dear Girl Is my brother. Klaus! Come over here.”

Klaus walked over as he spoke, “Hello- what are you all. Up too?”

“being horrified.” Kol spilled your comment too he’s brother who just laughed as you gasped as Klaus Simply said thanks and walked off. You hit Kol hard on the arm for that.

After that Klaus was seen more often you didn’t interact with him much, you were polite but kept your distant cause the comments you made about his bum was still on full display in your mind.l too humiliated. It wasn’t until you were forced into a group session with Kol did you see him face too face again. This Time you stumbled right over your own foot. And he caught you quickly but he’s hand sliced all your buttons open on your blouse reveling your bright Pink bra that was a push up. You gasped quickly covering yourself as he’s other brother Elijah came in. And saw the scene. As he spoke, “I think Kol is in his room..”

“thanks-“ you hurried off trying too fix your shirt as you got upstairs. The next encounter you were sitting with Sasha a friend from school and talking about the famous Charming, extremely Hot brothers. The Mikaelson’s.

“Kol is a heartthrob.”

Sasha curled her hair tonight a rare occasion since she hated putting heat too it. But after hearing that the Mikaelsons could be at this Party tonight she spent hours perfection her looks. You spend the normal amount of time. Kol drove you crazy with comments and being a general Ass, Elijah was Far too Perfect. With the Jaw that could Cut thru metal! And with two embarrassing encounters with Klaus you had NO intention too get chummy with that family!

“Kol is just a player- probably catch something form him.” Sasha laughed as she spoke, “Klaus is hot- and Elijah you can’t say they aren’t!”

Noddig your head, the room was buzzing as you crossed your arms leaning forward on the table looking a t your friend / roommate.

“they are very attractive- But you got too admit Kol is a player.” ‘what is Elijah?”

“The marrying type.” She laughed as she poke “What about Klaus?” You rolled your shoulders again.

“Klaus is the sort of guy who is other going too break your heart unimaginably with the amount of Passsion and Zest too Life he has.. Or he is the Bad boy searching for his good girl too change his life- Or just a more Cunning player Like Kol.”

You both laughed until you heard a deep voice behind you.

“is that really what you think of me Luv?”

You didn’t need too turn- you knew your luck wasn’t great! Every time you mention Klaus out loud he was near. This just proved it! Turning too confirm you your nightmare. He was sitting alone having a Drink.he was smug about hearing your conversation So Smug that you just got up and left.

Hours later you were stumbling around their compound.the Party was loud, your friends were all over the place, everyone including yourself was very tipsy. Or on the verge of not remembering the events of the night. You were searching for a bathroom when you came across Klaus he was standing tall as he had a burnet hair women kneeling in front of him, her hair was being held up and twisted and held tightly by Klaus. He’s head was leaned backward in pure pleasure. You caught the sight better realizing he was being giving head. You heard the loud “Gulps” and moans from the girl pleasuring him. You gasped softly stepping over grabbing the door and slowly closing the door, klaus noticed you as he grinned weakly as you quickly closed the door.

The fourth time.. was the most awkward one of All. You recently graduated when Kol offered you a Job. It was odd too have a recent graduate offering jobs but he’s family owned the most respected law firm in New Orleans. And you weren’t giving many oppunities due too Kol being a Dick. He told every law firm in the city about your passions. You are a Cryptozoology, A fourth generation Cryptozoology! Your family has been in search of Bigfoot for generations basically since your ancestors stepped foot on American soil they were searching for the big Hairy creature that is Bigfoot. You studied the mystical creature for years until you turned too being a lawyer cause you were tired of living in a trailer and having barely any food. It was really a hobby. Vs a real job. Somehow Kol discovered your secret and he blacked balled you from every respectful law firm in the city. Making the offer too work with him and his’ brothers annoying. But bills. Won over self respect!

Klaus discovered you sitting at a desk one morning, you worked there for a week before he noticed you as he spoek, ‘what you doing here?”

“I was hired- by Kol and Elijah?”

He sighed heavily storming off into his office as Kol reached over pinching your arm. You yelped owe as he spoke, “how was that meeting?”

You shoved him off your desk as you fixed your paper he sat on. “He’s annoyed you didn’t tell him?’

“I tohught he would be amused about it- I mean you do make a complete ass of yourself in front of him. Must really like him.” You chuckled softly shoving Kol away as you went back too work. Getting up an hour later too hand some paper work too Klaus, you went too his Desk dropping off the papers when you felt your Phone slip out of your pocket, it hit the corner of your foot and slide on the carpet and slide right under Klaus’s desk. Great! You muttered too yourself going on your hands and knees too find your phone. You found it but couldn’t reach it so you crawled around too the Desk pushing the chair aside as you climbed under the Wooden Desk. When you heared Klaus’s booming voice. Telling he’s Assistant too not too be disturbed for an hour. You went too move but your skirt got caught on a nail under the desk and you couldn’t move. Klaus walked over too his Desk unaware of you as he instantly pulled out his cock from his trousers.

You were stunned seeing his manhood. You joked before about biting his bum but Never did you imagine too be in a postion like this. It was itches from your face. As he opened a drawer he was silent as he reached down giving himself a squeeze slowly awaking his half stiffen Cock. You realized NOW you couldn’t just announce yourself! It would be too awkward! So you watched. Hearing A faint sound of a video playing he had lotion on his hand as he was stroking his impressive cock. Completely unaware of you. Watching him treating himself. You couldn’t help but feel the tingle between your legs watching and hearing his faint soft moans. Hearing the door open eh shifted moving closer too his Desk cursing.

“I ASKED TOO BE ALONE!”

His hand didn’t leave his cock and now it was itches from your face you had too lean your head backwards to make sure too not touch his cock with your mouth he tuck himself tightly into the desk. Trying too conceal himself.

“Sorry but I was searching for Y,N?”

You watched as Klaus squeezed his cock tighter hearing your name he groaned other in frustration or pleasure as he snapped, “SHE’S NOT HERE GO!” You couldn’t just sneak out after this. Not from the office door now! You knew Klaus had a patio, and attached too it was a fire escape you plotted your escape as he kept his assault on his cock. He’s moans got slightly louder. You fought too join in or too touch yourself. It happened suddenly he cummed but he didn’t have a tissue and it went all over your face. And into your gaping mouth that was hanging watching the heated view of his cock. He cursed softly as he shuffled up, fixing himself and going out of the room propbaby too find tissues. You took that as your chance. You ripped your skirt too escape as you climbed out fast and thru his patio.whipping your face you stood ther stunned. Standing there covered in your boss’s cum. What surprised you was how instantly you swallowed his seed. He’s delicious seed. You didn’t marvel in his taste for long before you ran down the fire escape sneaking back into the building and using a bathroom too clean up.

Something about watching a Hot guy, who happen too be your boss rub one out inches from your face and explode all over your face that made you incredibly horny. You debuted on quickly teasing yourself off in a stall but you were already been missing from your desk. And didn’t think that was wise.

Using your brain over your body which wanted too have a quick orgasms just made your heat fester all day. Kol insisted too join in at the bar after work too get drinks. You almost refused until he asked what happened too your skirt. And you realized how torn it was. And that made you say Yes too just stop him from asking questions.

The Bar was typical, Kol got distracted by a pretty girl,and everyone invited from the office was other dancing awfully or at the bar ordering more drinks you were sitting in the back at the booth. You werent’ really in the mood too be socail you wanted too get close too Steven.. your vibrating dildo that was screaming for you. From your throbbing pussy beggging for a fuck. The thought crossed your mind too have a one night stand but too many of the people in here were from work and you didn’t want them too think you were THAT Sort. So you sat unsatisfied in the corner. You were surprised seeing Klaus slip in beside you as he spoke, “well looks who’s here.”

Glancing up into his beauitful blue eyes you spoke, “hey Klaus.” “You been a very naughty girl today Y/N.” he’s voice was low as he shifted slightly looking fulling at you.

“what you mean?”

He reached up putting a fabric on the desk. Seeing it was the chunk of your skirt that was missing he spoke, “did you enjoy the show?’

“I-I Don’t know what you mean?” Grabbing your torn fabric he reached over grabbing your hand as he spoke, “I saw you, mouth open, wide expression the hunger. I saw you take most of my load in your mouth.”

Gasping you turned too him, “why didn’t you stop?”

‘why ddin’t you announce yourself too get out of that situation? I was humiliated.”

Rolling your eyes as he grinned weakly, “Only fair tit for tat..”

Looking at him surprised as he spoke, “touch yourself..”

“well aren’t you a romantic.” He grinned weakly as he leaned closer, “I want you Y/N. in every sense, I want too cum in your mouth again, your pussy, your ass , all over your chest. And all over your body. I want too fuck you until you beg too stop.”

“well aren’t you not scared of Human Resources..” he grinned weakly at that. “Tell me No and I’ll never bring this up again.”

You bite your bottom lip nodding your head, “okay. Your place?”

He grinned weakly as he shook his head, “Not yet- soon.”

That surprised I shifted looking at him “what why?”

Klaus grinned shifted reaching over cupping your face making you look deep into his blue eyes. “I want too make sure your sure about this- but for now. I deserve too watch you don’t you think?”

Looking around you were pretty isolated over here, everyone was shifting towards the front looking at the TV Screen a game was on. Other football. Or a hockey game. You weren’t sure. Even isolated it was still Public, and it wasn’t something you ever done. Hell you never thought about Doing anything in public because it’s- well the public people are around. But having Klaus caress your cheek softly making your body. Bubbly. He made you debate about it. “We.. were in public Klaus. We could get in trouble. A lot of trouble.”

“we are lawyers we know how to get out of it. I wont be fucking you today but I will make you orgasm every day. Until I do.”

Biting your tongue hard, your brain forced you too work earlier the rest of your body decided right now. Not too listen too all the red flags as too why you shouldn’t do this. Ad found yourself slip your hand down to your lap pulling your skirt up, tugging your panties too the side you looked around making sure no one was watching before you slipped your finger inside teasing you clit. Klaus watched amused. Looking into his eyes as you slide your fingers deeper inside you. Your fingers were soaked. You pushed hard sliding your fingers deep inside as you you moan weakly as Klaus’s eyes got a sparkle of amusement. You leaned against the chair as you positioned yourself too take your fingers better as you slowly teased yourself. Reaching your orgasm. Minutes later it didn’t take long too reach it, your pussy has been begging for hours for this. Pulling your hand away from yourself Klaus reached over grabbing your dripping fingers and licked them. Tasting your sweetness.

“until tomorrow Y/N.”

With that he got up and left. You sat there stunned, Did he Really just convinced you too tease yourself in Public and NOT take you to his place? Or tried too take you into the back hallway too the bathroom or in the ally? What the Hell! The high from the orgasm dissapeared as you packed up and went home. The High was GONE! And now you were annoyed he didn’t take you home. What a Tease!

The next morning you got too the office, you were still stunned at yourself for 1) catching Klaus rubbing one out in his office, while you painfully and stupidly stayed hidden under his desk 2) agreed too eventually sleep with your New boss. / your somewhat friend’s brother. 3) fingered yourself in a public bar while Klaus watched and admired you. Getting too our desk you opened your drawer too get a pen when you noticed a small red box with a red lace ribbon around it. With a small white note on the box. You grabbed It and opened the note seeing it was handwritten and from Klaus.

“put these on, and give me yours.”

What the hell? You questioned until you opened the box seeing they were Red underwear. You slide the box into your purse as you quickly went too the bathroom too do what Klaus wished. Normally you weren’t the sort of girl who followed or listened too commands like this. But Klaus made you that sort of girl-other it was his Charm, He’s intensity, he’s hot throbbing looks, but something was making you listen too him and do things that you would NEVER Do. . And after yesterday and how honrier you got after your public displays last night. You were willing.

Sneaking off too the bathroom, you pulled the red panties out you realized they were heavier then you expected. After closer expection you realized why. Vibrating panties. You chuckled softly. Surly. He wouldn’t!

You put them on. Calling his bluff No way would Klaus use this in the office. He wasn’t that stupid! Not only could you get in trouble but he would too! And Elijah would Kill him. This was just a Test. Getting out of the bathroom you went too his office seeing the big grin on his face as you tossed him the red box. He grabbed it. Opening it seeing your pink not so fancy underwear. He grinned wider seeing them as you walked out.

An hour in and Nothing. It made you smile- you called his bluff and he did Nothing! Finally you had a small upper hand on this- Odd thing going on with you and Klaus. Elijah called a staff meeting in the confence meeting. You stood up and grabbed your notebook too write notes, when you felt it. A faint tingle down below. It made you jump high. You weren’t expecting it. A few people jumped seeing your reaction as a older lady asked if you were alright. You nodded your head fast. Trying too composure yourself as you force da smile, ‘Yea- sorry spider scared me.” Walking too the conference room you felt the faint vibration every step! Sitting down you caught Klaus wicked grin seeing you enter and sit down. Klaus started the Vibration too be slightly higher. It made you jump again as you quickly covered yourself saying it was another Bug.

Thru out the meeting he kept changing the intensity from low too high. Looking right at him as someone was taking he was enjoying it as you were fighting off a orgasm. Seeing him bite his lip sent you over the edge. As you felt the pressure going faster, you bite your tounge hard and gripped the side of your leg tightly trying not too make a Peep.

The orgasm was intense. It washed over you, feeling the vibrations still going, you realized one orgasm wasn’t going too be enough for Klaus. After the meeting you were called into Klaus’ office as everyone went off for lunch as he closed the door as he grinned.

“enjoying yourself.”

You breathed deeply hitting his arm, “Klaus ican’t believe you did that!” He chucked as he walked over too his desk as he leaned against it he crossed his arms as he spoke, ‘you put them on- you had too know I was going too play with it.”

Nodding your head you stepped over as you spoke, “I thought you were bluffing!” He grinned weakly as you spoke, “give me back my underwear.” He chuckled as he spoke, “Nope” you rolled your eyes looking behind you seeing the office was empty. You reached down grabbing the panties pulling them off. You let them fall too the floor as you stepped out of them .looking at Klaus. As you bent down grabbing them tossing it too him.

“what if someone caught me!”

“lucky them- luckily they were too busy too look at you.” Rolling your eyes again for that comment he stepped over grabbing them from you as he grinned. “Is your grievances because I used the app in public or because were at work? You had too of know these weren’t normal panties”

Crossing your arms tightly looking at Klaus you reached over grabbing his arm as you spoke, “At Work! At least if its publci it’s with strangers so if I’m caught I’ll die from embarrassment but I wont have too worry about the entire office knowing!” He nodded his head as he reached up gripping your sides, “then Let’s meet up tonight after work”

You smiled weakly nodding your head weakly. “Okay.” He chuckled saying okay. As you left his office.

The end of the day appeared like it always does. You walked over too the elevator seeing Klaus in beside you. He smiled weakly as he went too fix his shoe as the Elevator was empty closing as he traced his hand on your calf. He slowly stood up tracing his hand up your leg before reaching your butt and giving it a hard squeeze. You smiled weakly as he spoke, ‘let’s get dinner.”

Disappointed that he wanted too go too a restaurant vs his place or yours. But you smiled weakly nodding your head. “Okay sure, that sounds like fun.” He grinned as he held your ass the entire ride down. He told you where too meet him as he said he would meet you there. You agreed .as you realized after he wanted your oo take your car. You probably weren’t going too his place after dinner either. But you agreed pushing that thought too the back of your mind as you separated too get too your own cars and drive too this restaurant.

You arrived there before, Klaus so you went inside too get a table. You were lead too the back of the tiny restaurant you never even heard of. It was a hardly lite Restaurant, with candles mainly being the source of light, and Jazz playing in the background. Even those it was 7 pm it was Empty. So when you got too your table you went too text Klaus until you felt a hand on your leg. It made you shriek and jump till you looked down, moving the table cloth seeing Klaus grinning like a fool.

“Fuck Klaus you scared me!”

“Sorry,”

“what you doing down there/“ he grinned as he caressed your bare legs as he spoke, “I’m having my dinner..” you laughed softly hearing that response as he grinned reaching down kissing your knee softly.

“Y/N?”

Lifting your head up seeing Elijah you gasped, “Oh Elijah hey.” You started hitting Klaus in the head trying too Single him too get out from under the table. But he grabbed your hand instead and started kissing your inner thigh. You soon realized he wasn’t going too stop. Your only hope was too scare Elijah off before he realized he’s little brother was under the table about too have his “dinner” as he called it.

Elijah was wearing his suit, it fit perfectly on his muscular body as he spoke,” what you doing here alone?”

“oh you know, I was starving and I figured I would try this restaurant out. What brings you here?”

“Same- mind if I join you.”

Elijah has always been kind too you, he was the perfect one out of the three brothers. Before you could come up with a excuse he sat down as he spoke, “how is work? Klaus isn’t giving you a hard time is he?” Feeling klaus softly nibble on your inner thigh not even teasing your pussy he was taking his time. Teasing you. As you spoke, “he’s a ass sometimes but he’s okay.” Saying that made klaus bite harder on your inner thigh as you jumped slightly shocked as Elijah asked if you were alright.

“yea sorry. Cramp. How are you? How’s working with your brothers?’

The conversation was civilized and polite nothing too deep until the waitress came and took your orders as Klaus decided that was enough teasing as he lifted your skirt up. And reach over too your bare pussy. With all the teasing before barely touching you and maybe it was the aftermath of all the times you orgasmed earlier but you were still wet. He spread your legs as he reached down softly kissing your mould before sliding his tongue around your clit. You reached down grabbing his head. As he circled his tongue around your clit.

For the last half hour of talking and waiting for your food, Elijah realized you were nervous, then he’s hearing caught the sound of slurping and hitting something wet. The sound coming from under the table. When the noise started you bitting your cheek hard trying not too make a sound. As you forced yourself too talk about anything. Elijah glanced down at the table seeing the cloth hit the floor, when the meals arrived Elijah lifted the cloth up with his foot too see what he expected he’s brother Klaus under the table. He moved his foot. Elijah was furious that 1) Klaus would be so reckless and do this in public 2) make Y/N sit here and act like nothing was happening she was probably modified 3) knowing Klaus he didn’t think of sexual assault charges that could come up. What a idiot!

Elijah went too put a stop too it until he noticed your lip quivering. Seeing you in bliss and trying too stay quite. He thought back on this afternoon when you were in the meeting acting all jumpy. Elijah heard a vibrating sound but assumed it was a phone or something in someone’s pocket. He didn’t question it because he didn’t expect anything else. But realizing you and Klaus were having a sexual escapades in the office. He was surprised he didn’t see you doing that. And seeing you now trying too eat as the sounds of her wetness got louder. Made him. Horny. Elijah leaned back in the chair enjoying the show.

Klaus had two fingers pushing inside you as he kept his tounge on your teasing you and driving you crazy. Elijah was relax and calm as he talked about Spain. You trying too pay attention but the attack of klaus firm fingers and talent tounge took all your attention. When you felt a orgasm appearing. You tried too keep your mind clear trying too ignore it. It was working until Klaus curled his fingers slightly inside you hitting your G-Spot and it hit you. It was like being slapped in the face you moaned out, feeling your body hitting that sweet heaven your legs cramped around Klaus as you forgot too muffle your moans as you gripped onto his head tightly as your head leaned backward. Elijahs cock started stiffing watching your play time. When he heard the sweet sounds of your moans he grinned weakly. Looking around Not one of the staff members reacted. Clearly Klaus was smart enough too glamor them too not notice. Giving you some privacy minus himself of course.

The gentleman Righteous part of Elijah anted too leave too give you privacy, but seeing you quivering and moaning as you realized Klaus didn’t light up once hitting your orgasm. Elijah was jealous of his brother. The more he sat watching you. The more he wanted too be Klaus between your legs. Giving you that pleasure. He wanted you wrapped around him as he slide his cock into you burying it inside you.

There was no point pretending anymore. That you weren’t being serviced. You tried too come up with something but you saw Elijah relaxing more in the chair and you could notice his hard cock.it was making a very visible appearance against his trouser. You was pulled closer too Klaus as he spread your legs apart further as he started pushing his tongue deep inside you. Making his tongue skinny as he pushed in and making his tongue as fat as it could go as he slide his tongue out. You closed your eyes enjoying every movement as you heard shifting you opened your eyes realizing Elijah was trying too get comfy with. His stiff cock causing him discomfort in his trouser. You looked right at it realizing that was the problem, biting your lip you looked up at him nodding your head. Giving him permission he started too unzip his pants as he pulled his cock out with ease. Not caring about the staff. As he started stroking. You moaned softly trying too muffle his zipper as Klaus kept teasing. Feeling his thumb teasing your clit you were completely in heaven.

Elijah was stroking his cock as he watched you go completely clam , no longer scared someone would see her. The closed sign was out, the door locked, and the staff was in the back. The room was yours. The more Elijah saw you squirming and moaning softly the more he anted too take you right on this table. It surprised him when Klaus pulled out from under the table after Y/N second orgasm as he grinned seeing his older brother.

“see something you like brother?”

Elijah quickly put himself away as he spoke, “that was reckless Klaus.”

“that Is what I wanted.”

Elijah rolled his eyes as he spoke, ‘what if someone saw?”

“lucky them- Y/N see you tomorrow.”

“What?!” You gasped out as you spoke, “you aren’t going too take me home?”

Klaus grinned weakly as he stepped over kissing her head, “No.. but if your still in need of service perhaps my brother could attend too your needs. He was after all. Pawning himself.”

Staring at Klaus you walked over grabbing your purse, “your such a ass! Goodnight.”

“Night.”

Walking off you headed out of the restaurant and home.

The next day you decided too completely forget about Klaus. If he was just going too be a massive tease. 2 can play that game. You wore a tighter skirt and a white blouse you looked presentable for work. But just the bit more appealing. Nothing overly you weren’t going too dress like a hooker at work just too get back at Klaus. He would like that far too much! Getting too the office you went straight too work as you noticed both Mikelsons brothers (minus Kol who once again wasn’t in yet) were stealing glances at you. Normally you go towards Klaus if you needed help. And you walked up with your paper going towards his office. Too only stop at the water fountain too get a cup of water. Before walking off too Elijah’s office.

“hey Elijah you got a second?”

“of course- I wanted too- can you close the door.” You nodded your head stepping forward as you closed the door behind you as you walked over too his desk sitting down as he spoke, “I want too apologize for my actions last night. It- wasn’t proper..”

Shaking your head you looked at him, “No- but it was still.. stupidly hot.- Elijah if I wanted you too stop.. I would of told you too. And. You would of respected it.”

“Still- I’m you boss I shouldn’t want too-“ he stopped himself from finish that sentence as you rolled your shoulders. “Consider I had too force myself out that door before I did something Oh so stupid.. I get it.”

He grinned weakly as he spoke, “I dind’t know you and klaus.”

“we aren’t- he’s just a tease.. he gets me all hot and heavy and just bails… he’s the biggest tease in the world.”

“that is probably the first time I’ve ever heard someone call him that..” laughing at that you reached over grabbing his hand that was on the desk. “Forget about last night- I’m sorry I-“

“you did nothing wrong.”

Shaking your head weakly you slowly stood. Up as you stepped over too stand beside him as you sat on his desk. “No but I wanted too.’

That surprised Elijah as you spoke, “I wanted you both..”

Elijah was stunned as you reached over squeezing his shoulder. “But hey- lets just forget about it.”

He was stunned as you walked out. Walking out you went straight oo your desk as you focused on your work. Biting the tip of your pen you were focused when Klaus called you into his office just before lunch you walked over too his office as he told you too close the door. You did as he sat at his desk. “How are you?”

“Fine,” “you didn’t respond too my text.”

Rolling your shoulders, “Been busy”

“you been talking too Elijah.”

Seeing him jealous you titled your head seeing his all cramp up and annoyed. “You offered him to me yesterday. Didn’t think you would care I went too him.” Walking away he got up as he walked over too the windows closing his blinds as he walked over too you pinning you against the door you were surprised at the sudden reaction. But Klaus locked the door as he spoke, “I want you.”

Looking at him you rested your head on the door as you spoke, “do you? Because you only tease me.”

He stared at you stunned at your boldness as he reached up cupping your head. Hearing chairs shuffling outside everyone was going for lunch. He reached over kissing you deeply which brought your mind back too him as he pressed himself against you.

Feeling his hands on your chest as he ripped your blouse apart. The buttons fell onto the ground but you didn’t care you kept your lips onto him as you felt your body warming up as he kissed down your neck tracing down too your chest as he cupped your breast with one hand as he went too rip your bra off. And with how strong he was. You were convinced he could do it with one hand you spoke, “wait- this was experience” he grinned as you unhooked the bra from the back. He yanked it off as he pressed his lips too your breast kissing down too your nipples before wrapping his tounge around it and taking it fulling into his mouth. You closed your eyes enjoying the sensation. You weren’t the normal girl who had overly sensitive nipples. You read about girls who could have orgasms with just by playing with their nipples. You weren’t that sort of girl. But Kalus was Very gifted with his tounge. And you could now see how it was possible.

He moved from one too another making sure the other didn’t get too lonely.when he shifted up kissing your lips again you pulled his shirt making a few buttons fall off. As he helped you. You tugged at his pants as he obliged letting you undress him fully as he helped you out of your remaining articles of clothing. Standing naked he grinned reaching over kissing you deeply as you felt him hard. He’s cock was pressing against your thigh as he slowly positioned himself too enter you. Rationally you should of worried about protection but after 4 days of just being teased.your rational state of mind was gone. Klaus reached down teasing your clit as he slide his fingers down too slide them inside you. Feeling how wet you already were he grinned biting your neck softly. You moaned softly as he pumped his fingers inside you a few times before replacing his fingers with his waiting cock. Gasping feeling his length slide inside you. It was bigger then you expected as he gripped your neck softly making you look at him as he watched your reaction too taking his cock. He pushed. A few times slowly too. Let you get use too it as you eased he slowly started thrusting fast you looked at him as he reached back kissing you.

Being pinned against the door being fucked. You couldn’t believe this was acturally happening and as if he could read your mind he kissed you deeper. Softly whispering into your ear as he groaned softly, “I can’t believe we are doing this” As he reached down twisting your nipple as he picked you up. You instantly wrapped your legs around him as he carried you too his couch as he sat down as you gripped his shoulders as you started thrusting onto his cock. Riding it. As he kept his lips on you. Your neck, your shoulder, down too your chest.

Klaus hands cupped your breast as he soon shifted you too lay down on the couch as he towered over you as he kissed you deeply before thrusting faster. You moaned softly as he loved hearing you moan. It made him push deeper inside you as you leaned your head backwards. ‘Fuck.” You uttered as he reached down kissing you again.

“language miss y/l/n “

Rolling your eyes hearing his smart remark he chuckled he’s voice was so Soft and musical that you smiled weakly even those. It was slightly annoying. Feeling his hands gripping your neck softly as he pulled you into a kiss again, he’s hand lasted a second on your neck before he traced his hand down your body. Reaching too your pussy As he started playing with your clit with his thumb as he plunges deeper inside you. Feeling the new element. Your body started tensing up as he reached down kissing your neck as he moaned softly. “Cum for me baby.”

Hearing his voice was deepin your body agreed too his request as you turned your head reaching your arm up biting into your arm so you didn’t moan out. Klaus grinned weakly watching your back was arched, your breath was heavy as your legs, pussy and body clinched onto him as he hit his limit seeing you in pure bless as he hit his climax. Burring his face into your chest trying too muffle his own moans as you both.

A few minutes passed without either of you moving or even talking. Klaus stood up as he spoke, “that was incredible. Shall we do it again after work?”

You nodded your head weakly smiling getting up as you notice your shirt. “Shit! Klaus my shirt! You completely destroyed It!”

“I have a spare shirt you can borrow.”

Well at lest it’s better then going partly nude in the office.

#fandom imagine #imagine #tvd #tvd imagine #the vampire diaries #the vampire diares imagine #the originals #the orignals imagine #klaus mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikealson imagine #requested #imagine request #smut #klaus mikaelson smut #sorry

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Strictly Professional

Summary: You recognized the problematic customers the second you saw them. Lin, however, took the cake with being the most memorable client you’ve ever had. (TattooArtist!Reader)

Paring: Lin x reader

Words: 4,428

A/N:Thank you to @strongenoughfoundation for being awesome and giving me tips for certain parts of the story (you’re the queen of dialogue)! Also, thank you to @how-could-i-do-this for proofreading (I’m glad i’m getting better at not switching tenses lol). I wrote this in celebration of my first tattoo lol! Thanks for reading!

Edit: @whenthingsgettoughdontpushmeaway - I remember you asking to be tagged when I posted. @buckybarneshairpullingkink - You already read it, but I didn’t forget (well, I did, but ya know lol)

“Is that him?” you mumbled to your coworker Liz as you emerged from your room to the front desk, watching the man that paced back and forth in front of the parlor.

You could always spot the first-timers the instant you looked at them. You could sense the excitement and nervousness rolling off them in waves, their bodies tense from the anticipation of the ink that would soon permanently mark their skin.

But him?

It was more like a tsunami of emotions, crashing and tumbling over his body as he questioned his decision to get a tattoo. You felt it before you even stepped foot into the same room as him.

“It’s so unfair that you always get the cute ones,” Liz whispered as she handed you his paperwork. She had an appointment in ten minutes, and with the piece being a fairly large and intricate one, she passed him off to you.

You rolled your eyes, ignoring her comment and scanned his papers, noting his name and birthdate. “Lin?” you called.

He spun on his heel at his name, his swift steps having him in front of the desk within seconds. “Hi, yes, that’s me,” he answered quickly.

You inwardly sighed, knowing exactly what kind of patron he was going to be: the spazz that spoke too much, asked too many questions, and would hold his breath until he turned blue. “My name is Y/N and I’ll be with you today. What kind of tattoo would you like Lin?” you asked, watching as he nervously drummed his fingers against the counter.

His eyes widened, looking at you disbelievingly. “You’re the one giving me the tattoo?”

The neck cramp that you got when you handled frustrating customers reared its ugly head. “Yes. This is a fairly small tattoo shop and you just happened to come in last minute, without an appointment…” you said slowly, narrowing your eyes and challenging him to say anything further.

“I didn’t expect someone that looked like you to give me a tattoo. I’ve always pictured a big, burly man and not a beautiful woman that…” Lin trailed off, sighing when he realized what an ass he must have sounded, “I’m just going to shut up now. Sorry.”

You were not amused. “So what would you like today?”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wrinkled piece of paper. “I want something like this,” he said as he smoothed it out on the counter, “I’m not exactly the artsy type but I wanted to give it a shot.”

You took it from him, curious. It was a rough sketch of a microphone with the wire looping around like a tail and seven lines that projected from the mouthpiece. Not too bad, you thought, surprised at his choice of tattoo. Judging by Lin’s straight-laced looks – hair cropped short, jeans, and a simple long-sleeved shirt – he didn’t seem like the type to get a piece such as this one. Hell, you were surprised that he was getting one in the first place.

You bit your cheek to hold back a laugh when you noticed that his eyes were shining with anticipation for your response. He reminded you of a puppy that successfully used the bathroom for the first time and was waiting patiently for their owner’s seal of approval.

“I’ve seen worse,” you hummed, the corners of your lips twitching upwards when you saw him visibly perk up, the theory of him being a puppy being further confirmed, “Follow me to my room and we can clean it up a bit.”

Lin eagerly nodded, practically bouncing with each step he took as he followed you to the back. When you instructed him to sit on your chair, he fidgeted, scanning the walls that had polaroids of the tattoos you’d done throughout your career. He barely lasted ten minutes before getting up to explore around the room, a clear sign that he was nervous and was trying to find something to occupy his mind while he waited.

“You did all this?” he asked in awe.

You didn’t look up from the transfer paper as you sketched out his tattoo. “Yup.”

“Have you been doing this for a long time?” he asked.

“Yup,” you replied, too busy working on the details of the microphone to answer him thoroughly.

“You’re still angry about my comment earlier, aren’t you?” he sheepishly asked as he walked over to you.

You look up from the sketch at his remorseful tone, concentration broken. “What now?”

“The thing I said about a woman giving me a tattoo,” he chuckled tensely, “I didn’t mean for it to sound like that. I just think you’re really dope and intimidating and… I’m rambling. I’m nervous, sorry.”

“No, it’s alright. It’s a natural reaction,” you said, returning your gaze to the stencil and making small adjustments, “there’s a stereotype in this field of work. Not a lot of people expect female artists.”

“I know, but that doesn’t mean that it was okay for me to behave that way,” Lin answered genuinely.

You smiled at his sincerity, the twinge of annoyance that you felt earlier melting away. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” you said, taking another careful perusal of the stencil before you lifted it up to show him, “what do you think?”

He bent down to peer at the drawing over your shoulder. “It’s perfect,” he murmured, tracing the lines, “it’s exactly how I want it to be.”

“Great, so where would you like it?” you asked, smoothly scooting back to put some space between the two of you. He was way too close to your personal space and his presence caused your stomach to twist strangely.

He reached up to stroke the five-o-clock shadow on his face as he thought of the placement. “I think somewhere on my back would be a nice spot.”

“Take off your shirt and come sit down whenever you’re ready. We can figure out where exactly you want it.” you said, patting your tattoo chair. When he didn’t move, you looked at him. “What’s wrong? Are you getting cold feet?”

He straightened and shook his head, looking subdued. “No,” he murmured, “I just didn’t think getting my first tattoo would be like this.”

“You know, I was going to go easy on you,” you jested, “but make one more comment about a woman giving you your first tattoo and I might accidentally press a little harder with the gun than I’m supposed to.”

He sat on the chair and let out a low chuckle, reaching for the hem of his shirt to pull it off his body. “Ha. Funny. But please don’t.”

You barely registered a word he said, not when your eyes were too busy taking in his physique.

Ok-ay.

Lin’s clothes definitely didn’t do him justice. The loose long-sleeved shirt he wore failed to accentuate his broad shoulders and hid his defined biceps and forearms. A glimpse of his smooth, tattoo-free skin, made your hands tingle in anticipation to give him his first ink. When you met his eyes, they were twinkling with amusement.

“Turn around,” you said gruffly, hoping that he didn’t see the pink flush of your cheeks when he caught you checking him out.

Fortunately, he remained silent and followed your command.

“Any particular area you want it to go?” you asked, stepping forward and eyeing the expanse of his back.

He shrugged and the motion caused the muscles on his back to contract from the movement. You gripped the paper tightly in your hand, angry and confused at the stirrings of attraction that churned low in your belly. You mentally shook your head; he was a paying customer who trusted you to do your job and give him his first tattoo, not to ogle him.

“Maybe my shoulder?” he offered.

You placed the stencil against his left shoulder blade. “Here? Or on the other side?”

Lin paused as he thought it over. “Which one will hurt less?”

“It’s multiple needles repeatedly piercing your skin,” you deadpanned, “it’s going to hurt regardless.”

He chortled. “I guess there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of pain.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” You responded comfortingly.

“I’m sure. You must be very talented with your fingers,” he hummed, peeking over his shoulder to smirk at you.

You mirrored his smirk and wiggled your fingers at him. “Haven’t had a complaint yet. People leave satisfied every single time.”

The second the words came out your mouth, he sputtered. You realized what your words implicated and you quickly scrambled to take control of the situation. “I think your right shoulder would be a nice spot,” you mumbled, heart thundering against your chest at the newfound tension in the air. You could feel his gaze on you but chose to ignore him to press the stencil against his shoulder.

“I think so too,” he answered slowly.

“Great,” you said, reaching for the green soap to cleanse his skin. You applied the stencil, silent, not trusting yourself to speak. You stepped back and studied the piece, using for your marker to make small adjustments to the lines when you saw inconsistencies.

“Check it out,” you said once you were finished, giving him a handheld mirror to see the reflection of his tattoo on the full-bodied one, “and tell me if you want to change anything.”

You watched as he eyed the stencil, a smile slowly spreading across his face. “It’s amazing. I love it, Y/N.”

The shiver that went down your spine when he said your name did not go unnoticed. You let out a deep breath, trying to calm your frazzled mind.

Focus. Do your job.

He came back to the chair, peering at you as he waited for your next instructions. You cleared your throat and gave him a tight smile. “No complaints?”

He slyly returned your smile. “So far you’re true to your word.”

You snorted at his attempt to clear the air. “I aim to please.”

He cackled and you made a face of exasperation, but you couldn’t help but cave and join his laughter. “Alright, alright. Let’s get this show on the road,” you said, glad that the thick air of discomfort from your earlier remark was dissipated.   

He bit his lip and plopped down on the chair, facing away from you. You put on gloves and made quick work of setting up your equipment and gun, observing that he was back to being silent and fidgety. After another inspection of the tattoo, you cleansed his skin. “Are you ready?” you asked.

He let out a nervous chuckle. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Alright then, Lin! Stay perfectly still and breathe in through your nose and out your mouth,” you recited cheerfully, “and you can tell me to stop if you need a break.”

He nodded, breathing deeply, his shoulders tense from anticipation.

“And if you ask me to stop, I might have to laugh at you.” You teased, patting his shoulder to ease his worries.

“Aw come on, don’t say that,” he groaned, resting his chin on the chair to make himself comfortable.

You laughed and grabbed your tattoo gun, dipping the tip into the black ink. “Here we go,” you sang, letting the familiar energy of tattooing someone course through your veins and allowing it to start your creative practice. The first touch of the gun against his skin caused him to loudly exhale and you smile, relishing the sound and knowing that he was going to make it out of the session without a hitch. You understood the thrill of exhilaration all too well, the feeling so addictive that it was the reason why you had two full sleeves of tattoos and were in the career you were in.

“Oh, this isn’t bad at all,” Lin breathed when you stopped to wipe the ink that spilled from his skin.

“What’d I tell you,” you replied, grinning when you imagined his eyes widening from his realization, “I’ve got the magic touch.”

“You must think I’m a dork for freaking out so much,” he said, raising his voice over the buzz of the tattoo gun.

You snorted, keeping your eyes trained on his skin as you followed the smooth curve of the mouthpiece of the microphone. His hand that was resting on his knee clenched, and you paused to wipe away more ink and to give him a chance to recuperate. “Any plans for the rest of your day, Lin?” you asked, hoping that the routine question would distract him from the pain.

“I have a show tonight at Joe’s Pub,” he quipped, letting out a soft grunt when you began to shade in the microphone.

“A show?” you repeated, curiosity piqued.

“Yeah, I’m part of an improv rap group. It’s the reason why I’m getting this tattoo, actually.”

“I’m sorry, what did you just say? An improv rap group?” you echoed, your eyebrows shooting up to your hairline from your surprise.

“That’s exactly what I said,” he said, the inflection in his voice suggesting that he was holding back the urge to laugh, “We’re called Freestyle Love Supreme and we take random words from the audience and make a rap about it.”

You paused and took a swipe of the ink that bled from his skin. “That’s… actually pretty fucking cool, Lin,” you said sincerely, pleasantly surprised. They must be good to warrant a show in one of the most popular pubs in town.

“Thanks. It’s a fun gig and I get to do it with my best buds. I can’t really ask for more.” He answered, voice laced with reverence.  

You stayed mute, soaking in the information you’d been given as you focused on finishing the shading for the tattoo. Perhaps there was more to Lin than the overexcited, speak-before-you-think puppy than you thought?

“All of us have a variation of the same tattoo,” Lin explained, continuing on despite your silence, “all I need is one mic…”

“One beat, one stage.”

The chorus of your voices finishing the lyric caused you to halt in surprise.

Lin, taking opportunity of the break, twisted around to give you a look. “Nas?”

You nod, swallowing thickly. “Nas.”

You were suddenly overwhelmed with emotions, memories flooding in from your childhood where you spent your days with your older brother bathing in the lyrics of rap gods.  Your best moments were him sneaking you off in the late hours of the night, driving around Bennett Park and blasting Big Pun tapes and marveling over Nas’ Stillmatic album.  You met Lin’s gaze, breath catching when you saw the fondness that laid in the brown depths of his eyes. Your earlier assumptions about him were now completely shattered, the shards of your criticisms embedding themselves deep into your gut and twisting as you acknowledged for the first time that you were attracted to him.

Warning alarms blared in your head, but you couldn’t help but return his soft smile. You’d learned early in your career that divulging in stories about your life rather than listening to the clients would lead to misunderstandings of feelings, especially with the male persuasion. “My brother was a huge fan,” you answered, breaking a rule that you’ve created.

“He has an excellent taste in music,” Lin replied, “Nas is one of my biggest inspirations.”

You blinked, taking in his impossibly long lashes, the alluring slopes of his lips, and sharp, defined nose that suddenly caused your heart to flutter in delight. “A brilliant man that is worthy of people’s admiration,” you agreed, trying to keep your voice calm.

“Cosigned,” he laughed, leaning forward into the chair, harshly reminding you that he was a client, “can we discuss Illmatic, please?”

You squashed the attraction you felt and focused on finishing his tattoo. “I’m afraid that we have only a short time left together, Lin. I’d hate to be half-assed when discussing that masterpiece,” you said, mentally adding that it would be dangerous territory if you did. You had a feeling that the more you uncovered his layers, the more your attraction towards him would grow.

“If you didn’t have me swooning before, you definitely have me doing it now,” Lin murmured.

You pursed your lips, heart leaping up to your throat. You wisely chose to remain silent, finishing up the lines that projected from the mic. “Well that’s that,” you sighed when you finished, scooting back to reach for the sanitizer to clean his new tattoo, “want to take a look at it?”

He turned, and you didn’t miss the long look he gave you before he took the mirror you offered to him. He shuffled towards it, his mouth dropping open as he inspected the ink. “Holy shit, I love it,” he cursed, slightly jumping up in celebration, “I can’t believe I got a fucking tattoo!” He threw his head back and laughed, running his hand down his face in amazement. He spun on his heel and strode towards you, grinning from ear to ear.

You reached for the camera you tucked in one of the cabinets in your room. You motioned to him to turn and you snapped a picture of the microphone, taking the polaroid and placing it to the side to let it develop. “Congrats, you’re not a dork anymore,” you teased, changing your gloves before you bandaged him up.

“Ah, so you did think I was a dork,” he cackled as he bent his knees so you could reach his shoulder.

You shook your head, applying the bandage and sealing it with tape. “Leave this on for a minimum of two hours and a maximum of eight. Make sure you wash it with lukewarm water and with antibacterial soap. Pat it dry, don’t rub. Use unscented healing ointment and lotion and make sure to be gentle when you apply it.”

“Yes ma’am,” he saluted.

You folded your arms across your chest. “I’m serious. I don’t want you coming back with a bloody and infected tattoo.”

“Not a pleasant sight,” he winced, “I’ll make sure to take care of it.”

“Good,” you said, tossing your gloves and looking at the developed picture on your desk. You smiled, writing the date down and the words “Nas” as the caption. When you showed Lin the picture, the tender look on his face made your heart skip a beat.

“Not only am I making it to your wall of fame, but I’m also the first that is worthy enough of a caption?” he asked, softly smiling.

“Everyone gets to go on my wall,” you replied dismissively, purposely choosing not to address the second part of his comment, “now let’s go up to the front.”

His shoulders slumped in disappointment when you turned to tuck the picture in your back pocket before heading to the front of the parlor. The silence was deafening and your footsteps felt heavy. It was strange really – appearance wise, Lin was not your type, but from what you’d been privy to during your short time with him, you found yourself changing your mind.  His mannerisms and self-awareness were very endearing, and even more so, you craved to know more about his tastes in music.

The front desk was empty, the buzzing of the tattoo gun coming from Liz’s room a sign that she was still busy with her session. “It’ll be sixty dollars,” you said, stepping behind the desk.

He fished out a hundred-dollar bill and a glossy piece of paper from his wallet and slid them towards you. “Keep it, it’s all yours. You did a great job. Thank you, Y/N.”

You lifted the paper and inspected it, mouth opening in surprise. “Is this a ticket to your show?”

His tongue swiped out to lick the bottom of his lip before he spoke. “You should come out and see the show tonight. I think you’d like it.” He peered at you through his lashes, eyes gleaming with hope.

“I.. Why are you carrying tickets around? And I don’t… I can’t take this, Lin.” You breathed, fumbling over your words at his kind gesture.

“I kept it as a souvenir, but I want you to have it,” he answered, pushing the ticket back toward you when you tried to hand it back to him, “I’d like to see you out in the crowd tonight.”

Your head throbbed when you locked eyes with him, the meaning of his words clear as day. Heat crept up your neck and your knees felt weak, knowing the attraction was there, but damn it, you couldn’t. He was probably feeling sentimental, the rush of adrenaline and the trust he gave to you for his first tattoo causing him to form some type of attachment. It’s not like you drew the line either – your conversations with him weren’t exactly the most appropriate for a professional.

The bell attached to the door chimed and you looked up to see a group of girls nervously giggling and stumbling inside. “It was nice meeting you, Lin,” you said, holding up your hand for him to shake, “and good luck tonight.”

The warmth of his rough palm against yours was maddening, the heat spreading from your hand to the rest of your body. You lost track of how long you stared into his eyes as you shook his hand, spell-bound. A cough from behind Lin broke your trance and you jerked your hand back, stunned.

He gave you a tiny smile. “Have a good rest of the night, Y/N.”

And so you were left staring at his back, feeling empty with a forty-dollar tip and ticket in hand.

“I think you should go,” Liz chirped from the stool she perched in your room as she watched you clean.

You sighed and inwardly rolled your eyes. You should have never told her what happened with Lin; the last few hours had been spent with her giving you a list of reasons why you should go to the show.

“He was really cute, Y/N,” she repeated for what felt like the millionth time, “besides, there’s nothing wrong with dating a client.”

You glared at her. “For you, maybe,” you growl, “but that’s strictly against my rules. It’s taboo.”

“Oh please,” she waved off, “doesn’t that make a relationship more exciting?”

You laughed, astounded by her boldness. “If I did go, it would be over anyways. The show started at eight and it’s ten o’clock.”

“It’s a pub. They close at 2 A.M., I’m sure he’ll still be there,” she said, crossing her legs.

You shook your head as you finished cleaning up your space. Ever since Lin left, you couldn’t stop thinking about him. How was he as a performer? Did he bounce around the stage, spitting random nonsense left and right? He was too expressive, too energetic to not be. You sigh, plopping down on your seat. “He was cute, wasn’t he?”

She leaned forward, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “Very, very, cute.”

“Nice try, but no way. It’s time to go home,” you laughed, getting up and grabbing your purse.

She pouts, getting up to help you close the shop.

“You’re no fun.”

You tightly clutched your steering wheel, the neon sign of Joe’s Pub shining down on your dashboard.

What the hell were you doing?

For some ungodly reason, you decided to take the long way home after work. It wasn’t because you’d have to drive by Joe’s Pub. Of course not. Not at all.

You leaned your forehead against your steering wheel, hoping the cool surface would knock some sense into your system. You were stupid, you didn’t know why you decided to veer off the road and pull into the lone parking space left in front of the pub. It all happened within seconds, and the blinking neon lights were mocking your indecisiveness to leave your car.

You just needed a sign.

A sign to throw caution to the air and say “fuck it”, to march inside the pub and tell Lin that you thought he was not a dork and that he was adorably cute. You wanted to know which Nas song was his favorite, how he felt about the beef between him and Jay-Z, and most of all, you wanted him to keep surprising you with all of the new things you discovered about him. You let out an unbelieving laugh.  How was it possible to feel so strongly about someone you just met?

A soft knock on your window pulled you out of your thoughts.

There’s your sign, the universe whispered.

Lin was standing in front of your window.

Your breath caught, and with trembling hands, you returned his wave. He stepped back as you scrambled out of your car. Your chest felt tight –  the feelings of bewilderment and yearning ballooning your heart to impossible degrees. “I can’t believe I’m here,” were the first words out of your mouth, “I usually don’t get involved with clients, but there’s something about you that I can’t seem to shake off.”

He stepped forward, invading your space, but this time you didn’t move away and welcomed the heat that blossomed from your stomach. The tension in the air was thick, the attraction wrapping around you two like a blanket, and you reveled in it.

“I usually don’t get involved with my tattoo artist either,” he joked.

“Shut up. Shut up and kiss me,” you demanded.

You didn’t know who moved first, but the instant your mouths collided, sealing together, you didn’t care. His pillowy lips were moving against yours, hands reaching up to dig into your hair to pull you closer, and the first touch of his tongue against yours caused you to groan in delight. You reached up and wound your arms around his neck, hugging him tighter against your body.

He let out a grunt, drawing back with a wince, effectively cutting off the kiss. “Ouch. My shoulder is sore.”

You let out a girlish giggle, pulling away from him. “Advil will help with that.”

“But I think the company of a beautiful girl while we talk about Illmatic is a better therapy.” Lin beamed.

You took his outstretched hand, waving goodbye to the ship of professionalism burning and sinking behind you, and let him lead you into the pub.

Just this once, you were going to risk breaking all the rules.

A quick glance at Lin from the corner of your eye made you smile.

You didn’t have a single doubt that it was going to be worth it.

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