A Barcelona tattoo studio, late and empty. Darío, the cocky inked artist, thinks he runs the place, until Víctor walks in wanting ink somewhere only a lover gets to see. <br><br>Darío drops to "measure the canvas" and his smug grin freezes : the client's got way more to work with than expected. Víctor doesn't get embarrassed, he gets hard, grabs Darío by the wrist and flips the power. <br><br>"Close up. You're not tattooing tonight." The arrogant artist ends the night on his knees, getting put to work, learning exactly who the boss is
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