New Years Ink
Jan. 1st, 2015 01:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
needleandinkAdrian learned very early in his career that the best way to avoid starting off the new year dealing with pissed off people was to stop work by ten on New Years Eve. And by stop work, he meant door shut, lights off, and a huge "not a chance" sign on the door.
Even his usual system of capturing inebriated clients clearly requesting whatever drunken ideas they thought fabulous while wearing beer goggles didn't seem to help on New Years Day. Nope. Instead, he closed up and spent the night ringing in the new year in a much better way, to his mind anyway.
Which is why he was able to open the shop at ten on new years day, put out the sign offering ten percent off all new ink, and settle at the counter with coffee and a smile.
Even his usual system of capturing inebriated clients clearly requesting whatever drunken ideas they thought fabulous while wearing beer goggles didn't seem to help on New Years Day. Nope. Instead, he closed up and spent the night ringing in the new year in a much better way, to his mind anyway.
Which is why he was able to open the shop at ten on new years day, put out the sign offering ten percent off all new ink, and settle at the counter with coffee and a smile.
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Date: 2015-02-12 07:50 pm (UTC)"I want you, and I have you, that's all I need," Adrian countered, his fingers digging into her hips even as his thumb moved to her clit to rub it in time with that slow, delicious roll of her hips. "What I want is what I've got - you riding me, sighing for me, and above me where I can watch your beautiful face when you come for me."
He increased the pressure of thumb against clit and met her roll with a thrust of his own, deep inside her.