the kid gone for the night, having met a friend at school.
dinner eaten, dishes left next to the sink.
your clothing discarded and dropped on the floor; a piece in the dining room, two in the living room, the rest next to the tub.
he’d been touching you all night — so clear in his intent, so blatant in his want — and you were surprised he had lasted as long as he did with how he had crowded you against the sink earlier, how he had tugged you into his lap at the table, how he had kissed the nape of your neck as he walked you to the bedroom.
it’s been quiet all evening with just the two of you and it’s quiet now — the only sounds the gentle lapping of water against the sides of the tub, the soft sounds you let escape into his eager mouth, the low hums of savor he lets out into yours.
I’d start with very strong, very tasty espresso, runny eggs and buttery toast, someone to share blueberry pancakes with, and then more coffee. And someone with me to remind me to eat some greens.
Warnings: A big pile of angst and grief. Single-needle tattooing.
Summary: You ask Ezra to place a memorial on your skin. He asks you not to become one on his.
A/N: This is a request for my 300+ Follower Jubilee!@ohlawdthebirds contacted me with a request for Ezra giving a tattoo. While this isn’t the exact request they sent, it is inspired by the conversation. <3
Prompt: “Tattoo” and “pain.”
The first prick of the needle makes your arm jump. Ezra barely lifts his head to check in with you.
“You sure you want this, sweetheart?”
You take another swig of the woodale and nod. “Yes. Do it.”
His fingers curl firmly and gently around your wrist, trying to hold you down without really holding you down, not unlike so many hours you’ve spent together lately on the floor. “Strong and steady then, okay?”
The next stab is harder, hurts more. The next hurts worse. It takes several more before your nerves are overloaded and it’s just one long irritation.
Your tearing eyes drift away from your bloodying arm as it lays on the table, not far from Ezra’s thrower. A beautiful piece. Bespoke. Custom made with an engraved shaft. He used it to save your life two rotations ago.
