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Spies weren't supposed to have tattoos but Natasha was hardly a spy these days. She wanted to be marked, she wanted to belong. She wanted to be Pepper's. A tattoo had been more appealing than a wedding ring. Marriages ended, tattoos were permanent. Natasha wanted to be Pepper's forever.
Pepper picked out the tattoo and joined Natasha when she went to get it tattooed. It was an interesting sight, Pepper in her neat clothes in a seedy tattoo shop. Natasha's skin was marked. She belonged to Pepper. She chose to belong to Pepper. It was amazing. She loved her girlfriend.