The pen is mightier than the sword and the skin makes for a good canvas

Before she can close the distance you zip away and disappear, taking all of her equipment with you and placing it somewhere out of sight. The knight looks around, angry and confused at what is going on.

Your voice rings out from the other side of the square. “I love your cute little bellybutton. I left a little message.”

The knight spins around, fists up defensively. “Shut your mouth!”

“Surely you can feel it? The ink on your skin? How about you take a little peek. Don’t worry, I’ll wait.”

You watch her expression go through a series of stages, as she’s first angry and confused, before the expression gives way to the realization she can feel the ink you’ve left on her skin, beneath her clothes. She shrinks down a little, angry, confused, perturbed, and slowly pivots away from you while glancing at you over her shoulder, before lifting up her shirt above her waist and looking.

There’s a sharp feminine gasp, audible even from your position as you see she’s found the first text. Upside down on her stomach it reads in black ink “I’ve enjoyed the tour”, with arrows pointing further up and down.

Her eyes widen and she wrenches her shirt back down. “How did-“

“Oh there’s more. Following the arrows. I’ll wait.”

You can see the hesitation in the knight’s face as her dignity rapidly collapses around her, before she dares a further look, back still pivoted towards you.

The arrow pointing to the top of her stomach first comes across the text “Nice boobs”, with another arrow leading further up her torso and terminating in the text “Very firm” atop her left breast just above the edge of her bra, and the text “Yet somehow also supple” on her right, partially covered beneath her bra, forcing her to peek under it.

She pulls her shirt down and pulls at her pants (revealing lace panties and a black garterbelt), peeking inside to follow another arrow. This one leads down from her stomach to the outside of her thighs, where it says “yup, I’ve been here too”. From there arrows point towards her inner thighs, on the inside of her legs, where it says “regretting your decision yet?” From there, arrows lead up towards her crotch, ending somewhere behind her lacey panties. She doesn’t have the courage to check there, but pulls her pants back up with a shocked gasp.

“Also there’s one on your asscheeks that says “extra thick” but I imagine that one’s hard to read from your vantage.”