********** Same as always, the characters are Mrs. Meyer's everything else is mine**********
This is something that's been in my mind for a while and I just need to get it down so I can get through Master to you & Graduation Gifts!
This has been Beta'd by the great RAH07890 !
The Rising Phoenix Tattoo Parlor
EPOV
I am so happy that I have finally decided to open my shop; I am a tattoo artist. I love to ink people and inking a virgin, someone who doesn't have tattoos, is amazing, I just can't describe it. But, on the other hand, I am also a sex addict; I have found that if I choose to only tattoo men, I can still do my job just fine. It seemed to work for a while, I mean; I even got to successfully tat a few women without getting in their panties. Eventually, my shop got so busy that even I couldn't keep up, so I had to hire a few more tattoo artist and a piercer.
After looking over a few resumes; I decided on Emmett McCarty, who actually did a few of my own tattoos, for sure. He jumped on the chance to work for me and mentioned that his girlfriend, Rosie, was a piercer, since I was looking for one. I saw another artist, James and when he showed me his 'work', I just had to laugh. They were scribbles and unfortunately for those people who got them, permanent. When I told him that I was looking for another kind of work, he got very angry and threatened me; saying that I would be 'fucking sorry' and he would get me back. He was fucking crazy and made me feel really uneasy.
When it came down to the final two, one was named Aro and the other was called "The Vamp". There were pictures of "The Vamp's" work and it was amazing, almost better than mine; which is saying something.
Damn, there is no phone number listed, just a post office box in Forks, Washington, where ever that is. My shop is in Victoria, British Columbia; I wonder if he realized that when he sent the resume? I wrote a letter and suggested we meet in 2 weeks. I also asked for him to call me to confirm, surely they must have a phone somewhere in Forks.
About a week later, I got a letter back stating that he was sorry he didn't call but he didn't have a phone, but would still be very interested. His letter was still signed "The Vamp", no real name given. I was curious as to why he couldn't go to a fucking payphone; maybe he won't be a good fit with the group if he cannot follow a simple direction?
Emmett was right, Rosie is great; turns out, I already know her. She did all of my piercings.
"Cullen, what the fuck? Em, why didn't you tell me it was him?" as she flipped her long hair over her shoulder and glared at me while her eyes dropped to my cock and she fucking smirked. I slowly slid my hand over my cock, man he was trying to go back in my body.
"Rosalie fucking Hale, what the fuck are you doing here? Bitch, you about made me lose my fucking cock after you told me you had pierced a dick before you pierced my own. Fucking bitch, you need to get the fuck out of my shop."
"Hey Ed, calm down, this is Rosie, you hired her. I won't allow you to talk to her like that dude, I understand man. I remember when you had that done. Fucked your shit up for what was it; about 9 months, wasn't it? I will tell you this man; I know she is sorry she's good now. Man that was when she was still learning, you were her second cock piercing; she lost her job and you know she lost all her inheritance. Dude, she paid you all of your court ordered , judgment for pain and suffering, so Edward, calm the fuck down, bro."
"Fine, what the fuck ever Emmett, just one fuck up and she is fucking gone and so are you!" I hissed at him while glaring at the fucking bitch that ruined my cock. When she pierced it, I guess she went through the urethra and then also through the main vein. Before I could get to the hospital, I had lost a good amount of blood. Since it had also gone through the urethra, it also had urine in it, which caused an infection. It turns out that I was allergic to whatever they used as an ointment and that killed part of the soft tissue on my cock. Now I have a fucking hole in my cock, about as big as a pencil. Don't misunderstand; it healed, but there is still a hole. I cannot believe I was so stupid, I mean, I already had a Prince Albert, but I wanted a shaft piercing too. Don't worry, I learned my lesson now.
After a few more days, it was finally time for the new artist to arrive. All I know is that he is called "The Vamp", I really want to know his name, though. I don't care if his profile of work is fucking amazing, even if it's as good as mine. That is huge; because if you are walking around Victoria, hell, even all of British Columbia, and see a tattoo, it is probably a Cullen original.
"What the fuck is that noise; it's vibrating the goddamn windows. Em, check that shit out!"
I was able to pause on the neck tattoo I was doing on this bald headed fucker, who was stinking my damn shop up.
"Emmett, is that a fucking Harley out there in front of the shop, fuck me Em, check that shit out; there's a fucking woman driving that hog. It has to be with an ass like that, damn. Fuck Emmett; look at that ass that is fucking perfection. Hey, I'm all done with this tat; take a peek at this sweet looking ass by that Harley out there."
Shit, that sweet thing was coming in here my; dick is already fucking hard and she still has the fucking helmet on; which has a sun shield so all I see is dark mahogany hair that reaches down her back to touch her fucking ass. Damn, I would love to wrap that shit around my hand while I pound that sweet ass.
The Vamp's POV
Well, I'm here; I wonder what kind of guy Edward Cullen really is; what will he say when he finds out that not only am I a woman, but I am deaf too? I can read lips really well and I can also speak, if need be; the tone may be off, but I don't have to hear it, haha. I left my helmet on as I turned to walk into the door of the shop. There, standing to my right is this guy…deep emerald green eyes with coppery bronze hair that is sticking up and looks like fucking sex hair. Dear God, is that…yes, yes it is, he has a forked tongue too? Gah, that would feel nice on my clit! Here goes nothing, I pull my helmet off and shake my hair; looking at this sex god from under my lashes and what do I see but him sporting a huge ass hard on, damn.
"Hey there, welcome to The Phoenix Rising Tattoo Shop, can I help you? I'm Edward, the owner and that big guy over there, is Emmett." Fuck this woman is fucking sexy as fuck; I am walking around with such a fucking hard on, those deep brown eyes are reaching in and pulling on my soul.
"Hello, I'm Bella Swan, better known as The Vamp; I am supposed to start working here tomorrow."
"DAMN IT; I thought you were a man!" He turned to walk back to a chair. He turned to me and said, "Miss Swan, did you not hear me? I said to follow me."
"I'm sorry Mr. Cullen, I didn't hear you." I started to walk over there and he was shaking his head. Maybe I messed up; I should not have handled it like this, oh well, too late now. I reached his station and I turned to sit down.
"Mr. Cullen."
"Bella, please call me Edward, okay."
"Okay Edward, I'm sorry; I have handled this all wrong. I have had problems getting jobs in the past, even with my talent. I guess that because I am a beautiful woman, guys are intimidated by me and then when I tell them about me, then they conveniently can't hire me. So Edward, please let me explain myself completely before you make a decision, ok? Well, I am 24 years old, I am single with no children; my parents were in a reallybad car wreck about 2 months ago and they were killed on impact. Here is where I lose most people; Edward, I am deaf; I have not been able to hear my whole life. I can read lips very well; the only bad thing is that you have to be in front of me so I can tell what you are saying. The other thing is my voice is a bit off, or so I have been told, but that is it. So Edward Cullen, what kind of man are you? Will you take back your job offer or will you take a chance with me?"
"Well shit, Miss Swan."
"It's Bella, please."
I could tell he laughed before continuing, "Ok Bella, I really wish you had been truthful with me from the start, you love, should not expect everyone is out to hurt you. I would not do that, but I would like to go into my office to talk for a little while, ok?" Fuck me, now I have to be honest with her. If she is going to work here; it's part of my program to recovery; I have to let any woman know that I am a sex addict. Fuck, this is not going to go well at all.
"Yes Edward I will speak with you." My god this man is so fucking sexy, I wonder what he wants to talk about. I could not read him at all, but he has the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen and obviously, he has a big ass cock by the looks of that hard on he's walking around with.
"Bella, I'll be honest with you, if I knew you were a woman; I would not have hired you, but not for the reasons you think. Your deafness means nothing to me; you are an amazing artist, you are a beautiful woman and you are able to communicate with me and the customers, so that is not a problem at all.Fuck Bella, this is really embarrassing for me to talk about. Bella, I am a sex addict; I am not a dangerous man at all. I am just sexually aroused all the time and it is even worse when I am around a beautiful woman, such as you. But please know this Bella, I would never hurt you at all; I promise you that, love. The one thing I ask is that you not share this information with the other employees, Emmett and Rosie. Now, is any of this a problem for you?"