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"It's rare for me to be concerned about much," Finley reached out and played idly with the collar of Kalian's shirt, "I prefer being excited."

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"You want to be excited about it?" He asked right in Finley's ear, hands lightly on his waist.

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Finley smirked and let his hands wander over Kalian's shoulders, "Of course. The anticipation and excitement is half the fun."

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"That's true." He kissed his nose, lightly. "You had better leave now, Finley, before I decide the wait's not important."

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"I love it when you threaten me," He grinned, wrinkling his nose at him. He gave him one last peck on the lips, tongue just barely tracing his bottom lip as he pulled away, "Until Saturday, stud."

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Saturday didn't come nearly fast enough. He went through paperwork, three new clients, and remodeling most of the tattoo half of the parlor. It looked better, and he was glad of it. He arrived just a little early with a basket, dressed in a black t-shirt that clung to the right places and swim trunks.

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Finley strode in on time for once, which was not how he usually did things, but he decided that he'd make more effort with Kalian. He wasn't sure why. His swim trunks were dark blue and rather tame compared to other outfits he'd worn. His shirt was loose, as Kalian had instructed him to wear. It was white, with a large anchor design on the front. He pushed his big sunglasses up onto his head and hummed as the bells tinkled with his arrival, "Kalian?"

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He lifted his head, pushing his hair out of his face. For once, his face was bare - no makeup, not even lipgloss, though it was tempting. "Right over here, in the tattoo half!"

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He skipped over, having practically memorized the shop by now, "You're always over here. Prefer it to the other side of the shop?"

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"Prefer it, yeah, but I get more tattoo gigs than piercing gigs." He was sweeping, trying to keep the new hardwood floors clean. They had a new pattern - splattered paint - and the walls were crisp white. "I remodeled."

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"I noticed," Finley looked around, a smile curving his lips, "It looks nice. New."

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"Thanks." He set the broom against the wall and approached Finley, cupping his face in his rough palms and looking at his piercings. "You've been taking care of them. Good. Now, can I please see your tattoo?"

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He chuckled and turned around, pulling up the bottom of his shirt so Kalian could see his back, "Alright, sure. Since you asked nicely."

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"Can I touch it to test how much it hurts?" His voice had gone low and husky.

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Finley pushed his back end out, wiggling it playfully, "Yeah, go ahead."

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His hands suddenly seized Finley's waist, bringing him against Kalian's front, Finley's a** pressed warmly against his crotch. "Wiggle again, would you?" His head lowered so he could murmur in Finley's ear, his teeth roughly biting his earlobe and sucking it eagerly before letting it go. His hands ghosted lightly over Finley's lower back until the tips of his fingers brushed the tattoo.

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"Oh, I don't know," Finley cooed, his skin jumping when Kalian touched him. He smiled and turned his head to look at him, "Maybe that was a one-time wiggle."

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"Do it." His hands gripped Finley's hips, almost hard enough to bruise.

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Finley exhaled, nervous excitement growing in the pit of his stomach. He could practically feel his skin bruising beneath Kalian's fingers. He listened this time, but kept it light, teasing. No use in overexciting them both so early. They had an entire date to get through.

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He gave a light shudder and spun Finley so he could kiss him, rough and demanding. He stepped back, hands dropping to his sides only to rise to shove through his hair. "Sorry."