recrudescent-ultima:

Erwin week

lostcauses-noregrets:

If you ever feel down about writing too slowly or not finishing things, remember that this piece of nonsense took me over two years to write.  That’s right, two fucking years. SMH.  

This is for @francisthegreat, as payback for Crankshaft, and for @zedsdead1001 who is an all round wonderful human being. 

Erwin Week Day 6 Handsomeness.

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Levi had seen a lot of dicks, both literal and metaphorical. As a body piercer, it went with the territory. Cut and uncut, he had seen every shape, size, colour and girth. Levi’s interest in dicks was purely professional, though of course he also appreciated their aesthetic appeal. That went with the territory too, the aesthetic appreciation, knowing which piercing would suit each client, judging the precise placement to ensure the piercing would take and provide the desired effect. Yes, Levi’s interest in dicks was purely professional, so why then, could he feel his cheeks flushing as he stared open mouthed at the big blonde dick, both literal and metaphorical, who was sitting in his studio smiling at him nervously?

The man in question had turned up at Levi’s studio a fortnight previously to enquire about a piercing and Levi had to admit to being rather intrigued. Tall, blonde, clean-cut, mid to late thirties, he was very much not Levi’s usual clientele. Levi catered primarily for the more hard core end of the market. He kept his prices high enough to discourage all but the most serious of body modification enthusiasts and the only way he could afford to keep his studio was by sharing it with Hanji, the eccentric tattoo artist who split the rent with him. Levi’s clients were mostly older, mostly queer, and already sporting a serious amount of ink and hardware. They came to Levi for the kind of skill, creativity and attention to detail that was hard to find elsewhere. He rarely took bookings from casual enquirers. So no, blondie was most definitely not Levi’s usual clientele. In fact he looked so out of place in his smart jeans and button down shirt that Levi initially assumed that he was lost and had come into the studio to ask for directions. Consequently, he chose to ignore the man, preferring to let Hanji deal with the tourist.

It was only when Hanji elbowed him sharply in the ribs and he looked up to meet astonishingly blue eyes that he realised Mr Clean Cut was not lost, and that he was in fact business.

“What?” Levi asked flatly. He could almost hear Hanji rolling their eyes and muttering something about customer service mentality under their breath.

“I’d like to find out about getting a piercing.”

The man’s voice was deep, pleasant, but a little strained, trying too hard to be matter of fact.

“Uh huh?”

“A genital piercing.”

Ok, this was getting more interesting.

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