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saraistoocool27 · 8 days ago

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ts is fire but i GENUINELY think he has a secret gf like guys there is NOO way that gorgeous man is single like hello???

+˚ ༘ INKED FOR YOU ⋆｡˚ || 리키 x fem!reader || drabble

for @enjakey and my darling alyssa :3

summary: your boyfriend wants a new tattoo and you have the perfect idea in mind, now all you gotta do is convince him, so… a temporary test should do the trick, right?

genres: idol!ni-ki x non-idol!reader, est. relationship, romance, fluff, light crack, def suggestive, brat bf rikimura

warnings: attempts at humour, swearing/cursing, ni-ki is referred to as riki, pet names (baby), evidently suggestive but doesn’t say or do anything overtly explicit, ya know?

w.c: 1k

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“I kinda want a new tattoo.”

You frowned a little and looked away from your phone to the man lying next to you.

“Didn’t you get one like two weeks ago?”

Riki nodded tiredly, eyes drooping as he nuzzled his head against yours. “That was a whole two weeks ago, baby,” he murmured. “I want a new one.”

“Hm.” You turned back to your phone and kept scrolling. “Do you know what you wanna get?”

You heard the click of his tongue, a low hum reverberating gently as he contemplated his options.

You smiled, finding his pout quite cute. Hitting the search bar on your phone, you decided to help out by looking up tattoo inspiration and ideas.

Riki blinked a few times to wake himself up before pulling you closer to watch along with you. His breath lightly warmed the side of your neck.

“Do you at least know where you wanna get it?”

Riki hummed, “It depends on the tattoo, I think.”

“Fair.”

You flicked through various pieces of body art. Spiraling vines that looked a little hypnotising, constellations of star signs, typical stuff.

None of which screamed ‘Ni-ki’. Because you were well aware, your boyfriend wasn’t just your boyfriend. He had a career, an idol image, something that held a serious reputation. There was a lot that needed considering.

But apparently Riki had forgotten about that tiny detail.

“I want to get something for you. For us.”

You sat up. “What?”

“Is that so bad..?” His voice trailed off and you hurriedly reached for his hand.

“No! No, that’s not what I meant. It’s just— You’ve got a career to think about.”

Riki sighed, sitting up with you. “So?” He asked, simply.

You smirked, a little shocked at the indifference. “So, if people see you with— I don’t know— My eyes tatted on your back or some shit. Well… Ya know?”

Leaning closer, Riki softly kissed the corner of your mouth, not quite centred but enough to make you wish it was.

“Baby,” his voice was low it felt like it was under your chest. “Firstly, I wouldn’t get your eyes tatted. Not until I’m ready to confirm our relationship. And that’s a long way off.”

You let out a quiet breath you didn’t realise you were holding as he smiled at you.

“So until then, I still want a little something on me that represents you.”

Your fingers slid down his hand to gently touch the ace of diamonds on his wrist. “You know what they say about getting a tattoo for your girlfriend,” you smirked at him.

Riki’s scoff was almost a signature sound at this point. It immediately had you grinning, awaiting a response.

“I don’t care what they say. I’m not them. I’m me, and I want something for us. I just need to figure out what…”

As he pouted once more in thought, you saw the sheen of your lip gloss on his lower lip. Remnants from the quick kiss. So you reached forward to wipe it off when it struck you — a moment of genius, you were sure.

“Where are you—”

You waved away your boyfriend’s question as you slid off the bed, heading for your vanity. Your fingers darted across the lipsticks you owned, trying to find the perfect shade, eventually landing on the mauvish ruby that Riki had bought you while on tour in Europe the previous year.

“Lie down,” you said over your shoulder.

Carefully applying the lipstick, you walked back to the bed, a little amused at Riki’s confusion.

“I said lie down,” you pushed him back gently by his shoulder

His eyebrows creased together, “What are you doing?” He sounded a little scared which had you giggling.

“I’ve got an idea. For your tattoo.”

“Okay? Communicate.”

You groaned, climbing over to straddle him, “Oh, come on. This is more fun.”

“I—” Riki laughed nervously, his fingers softly trailing up and down your thighs. “Sure. I won’t deny that.”

His eyes darted between yours, trying to figure out your next move, but not quite dedicated to the task. His gaze drifting back to your lips, shiny and inviting.

“Try not to freak out,” you muttered, sliding down a little to rest on his thighs.

“Uh huh.” Perching himself up on his elbows, Riki eyed your movements, no less confused, or excited. “What exactly are you— Woah, hey—”

You held back every urge to giggle as you lifted up the hem of his shirt. His pants were already low enough that you could see his pelvis just above the waistband of his boxers. So typically Riki.

You savoured the momentary lapse of his concentration, hearing the way his sentence cut off by his mind short circuiting, and you took the opportunity to bend down and give him a kiss on the soft, pale skin.

As you straightened up to admire your work, cleaning the smudged edges with your pinkie, you were totally unaware of the way Riki was looking at you.

Totally unaware of the speed at which his heart was racing, the desire burning inside him, the only giveaway being the grip of his fingers, clenched around your thighs.

When you finally met his gaze, you barely had time to form a sentence. He’d already pulled you by your wrist, hand trailing up your arm as he kissed you. Your breath caught, palms pressed against his chest to steady yourself and yet you didn’t pull away until you had no oxygen left.

“That…” Riki’s breath was ragged. “That was the hottest thing you’ve ever done.”

“I don’t know about that…” You shrugged before finally getting a glimpse of his expression.

Eyes dazed and half-lidded, lips tinted red, smudged across, onto his skin, he looked…

“Yeah,” you whispered, leaning closer. “Yeah, I guess it was pretty hot.”

Safe to say the lipstick mark did not last as long as a tattoo should’ve. But, it wasn’t going to be too long before Riki got the real thing inked permanently. For you.

a.n: took so long bcs i kept rewriting it over and over anyway . yourislandgirl returns? maybe? >.<

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