They loved tattoos. It was no secret because everyone could see with their own eyes the ink painted on their skins in every match.

So when they finally decided to officialize their union (it was about time since they've been together for years), Mark suggested they did something different. Something to symbolize their union but not in the traditional way with gold and ceremonies, but with something that represented them as nothing else could.

Mark suggested they got a matching tattoo.

They went to their trusted tattooist and chose the symbolic tattoo together. The design was simple and discreet but represented just fine the commitment they had for each other. It sounded bizarre, but Mark and Phil chose the design of a small heart. In Phil's he had the letter 'M' put in the middle and Mark did the same, putting the letter 'P' within the heart. Phil chose to put his one on his hip because it was a part of his body that was permanently hidden by the trunks, and Mark tattooed his own on his left rib.

"I still can't believe you suggested it and not me." Phil grumbled next to Mark, sitting in a chair next to the man while the finishing touches of the tattoo were made on his skin.

"Why, I can't have a romantic gesture from time to time?"

Phil rolled his eyes, "Sure you can as long as you don't bring me flowers and chocolate."

Mark frowned in disgust and Phil laughed at his expression of dread. He shook his head and whispered,
"I just wasn't expecting that. You caught me by surprise."

"I know how stressful work has been for you lately and I just wanted to give you something to smile about. I hope it worked."

Phil smiled, "Of course it worked. I got the damn tattoo, didn't I?"

"Yes and now you're marked forever, Prince."

Phil smirked and climbed into Mark's lap, "Not just me." And then he kissed him. Mark deepened the kiss and played with the piercing on Phil's lip, making him hiss. Phil shifted a bit to get more comfortable and put his arms around Mark's neck. Mark grabbed his ass with his big hands, bringing him closer to his body and creating a pleasure friction.

Phil began to move and grunted as his cock hardened inside his jeans due and the giant hands that gripped his asscheeks almost to the point of pain.

But soon the game was interrupted by the return of the tattooist, who coughed as he entered already waiting to go find them in this situation. Phil smiled and climbed of Mark's lap but before he left he took one hand to his bulge. Mark jumped while Phil massaged his semi-hard cock at the same time he mouthed, "Later."

Mark smiled and when Phil turned to step aside and make room for the tattooist, Mark slapped his ass as a promise of good things to come.