The Art of Ink

Chapter Sixteen - Must Love Dogs

"Come and sit down, I've got a blanket set up for Jun, and I found a dish in the kitchen which I filled up with water for him." He Tian pointed to the wall to the left where a large throw was folded up into a bed and an expensive white china dish was filled to the brim with water.

"Is it me or my dog you're interested in?" Mo Guan Shan laughed to hide his happiness, this guy was considerate. Big tick in Mo's sketch book.

"It's hard to say, he's very handsome...like his owner. I can't decide." He Tian shrugged, he looked so different to the normal guy with the perfect hair and killer suits. The dude even made casual clothes look impeccable.

"Oh god that was so....I'm cringing." Mo groaned playfully and covered his face with his hands.

"Don't listen to him Jun, he's just jealous that you get more attention." He Tian sat on the floor, the dog flopped down on his back for a good belly rub, a goofy doggy grin in place.

"So how is your tattoo? Are you keeping it clean?" Shan just shook his head, the gangster was quite clearly smitten with the black Labrador.

"The ointment is working great, its starting to scab over and its fucking itchy. Wanna have a look?" Tian cocked an eyebrow at the little artist, the look was clear as day. I dare you.

"Why not? You may as well get my professional opinion, not every customer I have gets this level of personal after care." Mo strode over to the black haired man and held out his hand to help him up from the floor.

"In which case I can't turn down your kind offer to stare at my ass." He Tian took the hand offered to him, desperately trying to keep the grin from his lips. He stood up, then turned until his back was to Mo Guan Shan. Tugging his jersey shorts down to mid-thigh, Tian hadn't bothered wearing any underwear after his shower.

"Well you do have the most perfect ass I have ever seen, and in my job I have seen a lot." Mo bit his lip and bent over to look the tattoo over, yeah it was looking good, no signs of infection, healing nicely. Nod to professionalism complete he reached over to stroke possessive fingers over the outline, enjoying the sensation of warm hard muscles beneath his fingertips. The artwork was so personal for him, it still filled him with an enormous buzz.

"Is it me or my ass you're interested in?" Tian worked hard to maintain his body, the fact that the redhead thought his ass was 'perfect' filled him with a foolish sense of satisfaction.

"It's hard to say, it's very handsome...like his owner. I can't decide." Mo smacked the other ass cheek. He might be slightly in love with it.

He Tian's surprised laughter burst from him as he tugged his shorts up and turned around again. It was so easy bantering back and forth with the feisty redhead, it felt like they had known each other a lot longer than just two weeks.

"You're such a smart ass. I like seeing the real you, I like that you seem unafraid of me." He Tian gazed into Mo's brown eyes, and heat erupted almost instantaneously between them, the air grew thick.

Mo Guan Shan flushed a becoming pink.

The kid was such a contradiction, he grabbed Mo by the hips and hauled him in until their bodies met from knee to chest. Tian didn't wait, he indulged in stroking the little artist's strong neck, the short buzzed hair tickled his palm. This was turning into his favourite part of his lover's body.

"I can't wait to get your under my needles again." Shan lips whispered over He Tian's in a teasing 'not quite' kiss. "I am afraid of you. I'm afraid you'll hurt me and I'm afraid that I'm fucking stupid enough not to stop." Mo grew serious for a moment, because whatever this was...? He wanted it. His mom always said he was an idiot.