AN: Just a short chapter for the middle of the week blues. As usual thanks for the reviews. Also, a suggestion if you have not already done so check out anything written by Sinfully Sinned, . and Suspect Tomatoes you won't be disappointed. Also, I just started co-writing my first story ever with Sinfully Sinned called What Comes Around Goes Around. It is posted on Sin's site. Please check it out and let us know what you think.

Chapter 6

Several Weeks later, Gas Chamber ink…

Karen stood behind the front counter bouncing her head to the beat playing on the overhead speakers. She was going over the week's appointment schedules trying to make sure no one was over booked. She rolled her stiff shoulders as she felt herself get bumped on the side.

"Am I in your way," she asked sweetly to the mohawked man standing next to her.

"Sorry Bane," Shannon said with a sly smile. "I have to check something in the book."

Karen stood back and crossed her arms under her chest laughing silently as Shannon's eyes looked down at her D cup breasts quickly and then back up at her. "Is there anything in particular you want to see?"

Shannon wanted to groan. Over the last few weeks, he knew what he wanted to see and that was Bane naked and screaming under him. Her stance was not helping right now as her breasts screamed to be touched.

"Just want to see if we have anyone else coming in today," Shannon said with a smile.

Karen sighed. "I told you earlier when you finish your 7 o'clock we were done."

"I remember," Shannon said leaning over her shoulder to look into the book. "Are we all set up for tomorrow?"

"Yes," Karen whined. She didn't mean too but she was tired. While Shannon only got home from his most recent trip, she's been manning the shop by herself while Shane was on vacation. The 14 to 18 hour days had been killing her. Now with Shane and Shannon back she was hoping to take it easy the next few days.

"Someone is cranky," Shannon said running a hand across her shoulders. Karen felt her flesh rise at his touch. This was something not uncommon for her recently whenever she's been touched by Shannon. "How about we go pick up some food and head home?"

"Damn Moore," Karen said almost gratefully. "That may be your most brilliant idea yet."

At Shannon's…

Karen started unpacking the Chinese food they had picked up as Shannon took a quick shower. She smiled as she heard him singing at the top of his lungs. As much as he bugged her, she did miss him when he was on the road. She grabbed a plate and she started scooping various things onto it. Opening the fridge, she pulled out two beers, cracking hers open as she sat and began eating.

"You couldn't wait for me," Shannon asked coming into the kitchen in jeans and much to Karen's delight, without a shirt. "That's just wrong."

"Shut up," she said as he sat down and started eating. "My food should go cold while you shower. I think not."

Shannon laughed as they continued eating. Silence fell over them. Not that awkward kind but the good kind.

"So when are you going to let me do you?"

Karen started choking on her beer as he finished that question. Shannon quickly got up and started hitting her back. When she could finally start breathing she looked up at him.

"Do me?"

Shannon chuckled. "Your first tattoo you pervert." As he sat back down he looked at her again. "Why do you want me to do you?"

"Yes Shannon," Karen said as monotone as possible. "Do me, do me now." She got up and laid on the edge of the cleared off part of the table. "Take me, I'm yours."

Shannon got up and stepped between her legs and looked down at her. He knew from her eyes that she didn't expect him to stand in front of her. He leaned over her, his breath whispering over the skin at her neck. She felt her own breath hitch. He lifted his hand and travelled it gently down her body barely touching her.

Karen's body was going crazy with the torment. He began toying with bottom of her tank top as his face traveled past her chest towards her stomach. He pushed up her shirt and leaned down.

Karen screamed as he blew a loud raspberry on her stomach. Then as she struggled to get up, he began tickling her. Using whatever leverage she had, she boosted herself off the table knocking them both to the floor. Karen lay on Shannon as they both laughed.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me," Shannon asked as they finally got up off the floor trying to contain their laughs.

"Sorry baby," Karen said inching towards the door. "I've had better!" Karen took off up the stairs as Shannon followed. Karen slammed into her room just as Shannon reached her door.

"You better hide Bane," he yelled through the door. "Your ass is grass and I'm the lawn mower."

Karen laughed as she listened to her boss and roommate walk away. Damn, that man is something else.