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hopalongcharlie (hopalongcharlie) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Charlie nodded his understanding as Stacey did her final bits of preparation, knowing he'd need a break at some point, it was a big piece after all. Plus there was only so long she could work without a break too.

The initial couple of minutes were always very painful and Charlie concentrated on breathing and trying hard not to flinch away from the source of pain. After a while though it became pretty normal though and he was able to relax and listen to the strains of the music over the buzz of the tattoo gun. It wasn't someone he was familiar with but the mixture of upbeat but relaxed feel was both entertaining and soothing.

For a while he just listened, partly distracting himself from some of the particularly painful bits, partly because he enjoyed most kinds of music. It wasn't the easiest angle to watch what Stacey was doing, and the fact she was working upwards really made it particularly hard to see to start with. After half an hour or so he started to notice the other reaction his body was having. He'd forgotten that particular reaction, and his previous two pieces had been on his upper body so he'd kept his trousers on and it had been concealed. His boxers on the other hand... not so concealing. There was definitely starting to be a noticeable tent happening. Shit.

He sighed. "Can we, er, take a break soon?" he said, not sure if rushing to cover his crotch was the best or worst course he could take. He'd been told by one of his previous artists that it wasn't too uncommon a reaction to the pain, but Charlie had found it pretty awkward. More so now. There was a woman pretty close to his groin, which was doing nothing for him, but the pain on the other hand had other ideas.