70 Imprinted Tattoo

The cold breeze rushes through my exposed body yet a contrasting warmth all over my body. Then, I notice a toned arms wraps tightly around my ways as my eyes gradually open. 

I glance at him, sleeping peacefully whilst his face nuzzling closer to my bare chest. I giggle, lifting my arms and slowly brushing my fingers through his flutter blonde hair before lightly pecking his forehead. I strive to escape from his embrace yet he snuggles tightly to my exposed body. 

"Ara?" I murmur to his ears.

I giggle when hearing his groan when I stroke some weird shape onto his shoulder. Then, he opens his eyes and pecks the tip of my nose. I notice the viscosity of our body so I pull myself away from him and strive to stand up yet I feel my body shudders like jelly which stumbles me on the ground. 

I glare at him when hearing his chuckles and so, I hit his head, feeling the frustration and remorse all over my face. He put his hands up, signing for a defeat.