Tattooed on my heart

Your place or mine?

Tommaso’s POV -

The taxi should be arriving in 5 minutes, I looked at a tipsy Thalia, blinking repeatedly and dozing off, I placed myself next to her so she leaned into me instead of the cold bench.

“Hey, the taxi should be here soon, I need your address so he can take you there.”

I would have much preferred to take her myself, but I wouldn’t drive like that.

She weakly nodded “It’s ummm.. there..”

Pointing at the direction to her place, I laughed “I know, but do you remember the address? I don’t think the driver will know the address ‘there’”, she yawned and didn’t replay.

If she can’t give me her address I’ll take her to my place, she can sleep it off in the guest room I reasoned.

Usually drunk girls repulsed me, and if I was ever on a date and she’d behave like that it would be the last time she saw me.

I can’t explain what is it that with her I found it almost endearing.

The taxi pulled in front of us, I woke her up and she said “Viale Ponchielli 69”, that was quite the delay.

I supported her walking to the cab, I saw the look on the driver’s face, scanning her up and down as I was walking her to the back seat, there wasn’t any way I was leaving her drunk alone with that scumbag.

I had sorted her and put on her seatbelt and gently closed the door, through the window the excited driver asked “where to?”, I looked down on him “I’ll give you the address when I’m seated”, I walked to the other side of the car, the excitement drained from his face, creep. I wanted to punch him.

I set in the back on the other side and buckled myself “Viale Ponchielli 71” I said, I’ll walk her home once he left, he’s not giving him her address.

A five minute drive, maybe less, he parked at the place, I quickly exited the car and walked to the other door, I unbuckled Thalia and helped her out, I took out a 20€ bill from my pocket and handed it to the driver through the window my face full of rage “Keep the rest” I said through my teeth, he seemed to understand the hint and drove off immediately.

Thalia wasn’t really standing, more draping off of me, I decided I’ll just carry her, I’ve been lifting for years, she could easily weigh 120kg and I still won’t break a sweat, but while she wasn’t small she couldn’t weigh that much.

As I placed her on me, she clung to my chest her head resting on the crook of my neck.

I walked down the street and reached her door, there were 5-6 steps I walked them up, two steps at a time, I put her down when we reached her door ״Your keys?” She opened her small purse and fumbled for the keys, I grabbed them from her, and opened the door “are you going to be ok?” She nodded sleepy “yeah” then almost fell as she made one step into the apartment.

“Thalia, I’d like to help you get to bed, is it ok if I enter?” She slowly nodded “yeah..” she said.

I entered and closed the door behind us.

She quietly said “water”, the kitchen was to our right, I walked over and found the bottle of water on the counter, I didn’t know where the glasses are nor did I want to snoop her cupboards and drawers.

I gave her the bottle and she drank for a while, seems she was a bit dehydrated.

She gave me the bottle back and I ran to put it in the kitchen, as I turned back I started asking “Where’s your bedroo..” but I stopped since when I turned she wasn’t there.

I ran back and looked around, behind the corner there was a door to the right, 2 steps and 2 doors, to the left and one to the front.

I opened the door before the stairs but it was a small shoe closet, I closed it and hopped the 2 stairs, in both rooms the light was out and doors half opened, I looked to the one in the front since I’ve seen a closet and figured it was the bedroom and maybe she had just crawled into bed.

I looked in and the room was empty, I heard water running behind me, I stepped out quickly and heard the running water coming from the door that was to the left, she shower.

“Thalia?” I called her name, no answer “are you ok?”, I didn’t want to go in while she was in the shower, but then I heard her small voice calling “help..” I wasn’t thinking too much I barged in to see her standing in a dark shower I looked for a light switch, I saw two by the mirror and switched them both, they lit the spot lights above the shower and mirror.

I saw a half naked Thalia, standing in the water, soaking wet, trying to pass her wet dress over her head but the necklaces she had on and the water made it cling to her and she got stuck.

I admit that sight made be both laugh but also, very turned on, her wet body, underwear clinging to skin, her breasts big, round and still perky, the tattoos on her ribs and under her breasts all glistening as wet skin does, her n*****s both pierced, a part of me wondered how they taste.

But I would never touch her, not like that, I wouldn’t be better than that creep of a taxi driver.

“I’m coming to help” I took off my shoes and socks and folded my pants, I went in and pulled the dress over her head.

Her makeup was smudged and her hair tangled, she looked at me with big eyes, and pointed behind me “help me wash my hair?” She softly questioned, it took me just about a second to say “Sure, I mean yes”, a second thought creeped “are you sure?” She nodded.

I took off my shirt, I knew it was going to get soaking wet, switched the water stream to the hand held shower head.

Her back was to me so I took the opportunity to remove her necklaces, then I washed her hair with water, I grabbed the shampoo, I lathered her hair throughly, like I do my own, her hair was soft under the water and curls formed all over it, she had curly hair and it seemed to be fitting with her character.

After I had washed it I took the conditioner and made sure to evenly spread it on the ends of her hair “we should let it sit for a while” she was sleepy and nodded as she yawned “pass me the soap?” I did just that, thankfully this whole time she had her back to me, her neon green Brazilian thong was was and sticking to her body, I was grateful she didn’t remove it.

After she washed up her body spraying me in the back in the process I helped her wash her hair, I stepped out my pants soaking wet, I saw a shelf with folded towels on it in the shower’s corner and grabbed one for myself, her towels were hanging on the back of the door I helped her put her hair up in the towel and wrap herself.

“bed time” I said, she shook her head “no, I can’t. My hair!” She pointed at the creams and beauty products by the sink.

I sighed “are you sure you’re still drunk?” She was sitting on a closed toilet and liking her front teeth, she stopped and said “I’m not drunk!” She stood up and almost fell down again “maybe a bit tipsy” she laughed.

I set her back down and grabbed some leave in conditioner, I ran it through her curls and and braided it, thankfully between having two baby sisters and long hair, I learned that skill a while back.

I led her to the bedroom, there was a big T shirt thrown on the bed, she grabbed it and dropped the towel, I helped her put it on and then she took off the soaking underwear, thankfully the big shirt covered her and reached about the middle of her thighs.

She set on the bed and I made up the pillows so she could lie down, I helped her lie down and covered her with the light cover I stood up and opened the window so she’d have air flow into her room and turned off the light “Rest well” I said softly, she opened her eyes and said “stay?” I looked at her wondering, “Just sit with me until I fall asleep?”, my heart was racing I started “my pants are all wet, I’ll soak your mattress.”

She yawned “stay in your underwear, it’s just some minutes and I’ll fall asleep ”.

I nodded, took off my wet pants and covered with the towel, I set next to her on the bad and stretched my legs, she rested her head on my bare chest and her hand on my abs, it felt like my insides were burning at her touch.

Her bare face on me, she dozed off in less then 10 minutes.

I tried to move her away carefully but every time I did, she woke up, looked at me and and snuggled back to my chest, after the 4th time I took my phone and texted Matteo, “bring my car to the address I’ll send you as soon as you can”.

Placed it down and fell asleep, Thalia in my arms.