Page 101 of My Revenant
I gave him a few fast, hard thrusts before stilling, buried deep inside.
“Stay still, or you’ll make a mess,” I told him, and Jonah whimpered. I reached for the supplies next to him, filling the small plastic pot with ink and balancing it precariously in the dip of his spine. “If you make it spill, I won’t let you come.”
“Fuck you. Hurry up and do it so you can fuck me properly.”
“I think I’ll take longer now just for that.”
Jonah whined, his hips shifting slightly, the pot of ink shaking without toppling over. “I’m serious, Rabbit. Stay still.”
Moving as little as possible inside him, I tore open the sterile packaging of the needles, clicking them into place on the tattoo pen. It buzzed to life, the low rattle of the machine echoing in the form of a shiver down Jonah’s spine.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”
I pulled the skin taut over Jonah’s ass, waiting to make sure he was still before dipping the needles in the ink then bringing them down on his flushed skin. Jonah yelped, jolting as the needles punctured him. I pulled the pen away,tskingas black ink spilled over his spine from the pot.
“It’s not my fault,” he said defensively. “I didn’t know what to expect! That doesn’t count!”
I switched the machine off, picking up the inkpot that had rolled onto the bed and placing it back on his spine to refill.
“It doesn’t count,” Jonah said again when I didn’t answer.
“We’ll see. If it happens again, it definitely counts, but if you stay still, maybe I can overlook it.”
“Okay,” he said with a heavy exhale, bracing himself as I switched the pen on again.
This time when I brought it down on his skin, he twitched and clenched around my cock, but he didn’t spill the ink.
D
Jonah whimpered and tightened around me, testing my resolve as I lifted the pen from his skin.
E
He was shivering, his ass tightening up so much around me that I couldn’t help but groan. I picked up the inkpot, taking a moment to give him a couple of thrusts, causing him to moan in relief, before I placed it back down. “Almost done, baby. You’re doing good.”
I was briefly tempted to drag this out, to put DEVIL on him instead of DEX, but I needed it to be my name there so there’dbe no doubt who he belonged to. Not that I ever planned to let anyone else see it.
X
The name wasn’t my finest handwriting, but it was readable. Big letters over his left ass cheek.
I switched the pen off, wiping away the excess ink as Jonah continued to whimper and shiver, still trying so hard not to spill the pot. Perhaps it was cruel to leave that bit to last, but the way he twitched and clenched around my cock was addictive.
The moment I lifted it safely off him, he was pushing back against me, rocking back and forth, trying to fuck himself on my dick.
“So impatient,” I groaned, dropping the supplies on the bed, not caring about the mess as I gripped his hips and used the hold to fuck him properly. Jonah moaned, loud and needy, as I pounded into him, my hold on him firm enough to bruise. If he wanted me that badly, then I wouldn’t hold anything back.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby. This ass that’s all mine—mnn—now you have the ink to prove it. Forever.”
Jonah was beyond words, his response coming as moans, the sound of them joining the slick rapid slapping of skin against skin. Faster, faster, faster. He screamed as he came, his cum mixing with the ink on the covers of my bed.
It only took a few more thrusts before I was coming too, marking him on the inside with my cum while I stroked a thumb over the other more permanent mark on his skin.
I pulled out, spreading him open to watch as it seeped out of his twitching hole. The sight of it next to my name was the single hottest thing I’d ever seen, and I wanted this moment branded into my mind as clearly as possible.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect.”
