Fuel to Fire (6) Tattoo Virginity
Stucky x reader
Notes: fluff, tattooing, some angst, smut (m/m and m/m/f), anxiety, depression, mentions of parental negligence, swearing.
Summary: Living their dream, Bucky and Steve run their tattoo shop ‘American Ink’ together, happily married for several years and business is going well. When a girl walks into their shop and inevitably into their lives right after they’ve received some exciting news, they have no idea how their lives are about to change with some harmless but straight-forward flirting.
A/N: This is not, I repeat: NOT, how a getting a tattoo is supposed to go. Freaking bacterial hazard over here. If that wasn’t clear enough: SMUT while getting tattooed.
Major credits to @thevillainway for making my next tattoo wish come to life, and giving everyone an image to help with visualising what tattoo is being done in this story!
“Are you excited?” Clint’s bouncing up and down, excited enough for both Y/N and himself, as they make their way over to American Ink.
“Sure, but settle down will you? You’re like a five year old on a sugar high, makin’ me nervous.” Y/N grumbles, no heat in the jab though it manages to settle Clint down a little.
“You’re starting to sound like your boyfriends, cuddles.” Clint smirks, a knowing, devious little thing, and Y/N manages to look away before he’s able to catch the blush on her cheeks.
He knows it’s there, though, he’s known her too long not to.
“Shut up.” she mumbles, but doesn’t deny a thing.
Clint makes an ooh-ing sound and snickers the last few blocks to the shop, and keeps on giggling like an idiot when they walk in.
“Hey, Darce.” Y/N smiles and knows to open her arms for the impending hug now, though she’s still surprised with the force of it when the girl envelopes her into her arms.