fwb!nicho has a new piercing... on his tongue
You and Nicholas haven’t seen each other for a few months, so it’s no surprise that he showed up looking different after all this time. It was always his hair color that changed, which is why when you met again, you weren't shocked to see him blonde after the pink.
But what you hadn’t noticed was the new piece of metal piercing through his tongue now. At first, it felt weird that he was avoiding eye contact and speaking so low; usually, he always maintained eye contact and his voice was sweet and honeyed when flitring with you like always, but you decided to ignore it because the only thing on your mind was fucking him.
"Nicho—," you moan as his tongue flicks over your sensitive clit with speed and moves back down, licking up the drops of fluids escaping from your entrance. "Enough. Stop," you spoke, tugging at his hair to pull him away from your pussy.
"What's wrong?" he asks, resting his head against your thigh, gripping it tightly in that exact moment while keeping his lustful gaze locked onto you.
"I-it feels weird," you explained, looking at him in confusion when a bright smirk spread across his face.
"Are you gonna squirt?" his teasing tone asks you again, leaving a kiss on your thigh. "You can do it."
"No— it's something else, it feels— it feels cold" you said.
"Oh," he chuckled. "You already noticed," he murmured, moving back down to the level of your pussy. "Doesn't it feel good?" He gave you a long lick from your core all the way up to your clit without breaking eye contact, making you feel that exact same cold sensation. "I was excited to use it on you." He stuck his tongue out, showing you the pretty metal barbell nestled right in the middle of it. "I got it done with Maki."
You moaned, squeezing your legs around his head. Nicholas let out a laugh at the sudden pressure of your thighs, but he used his large hands to force you wide open. "Nicholas," you whimper, staring intently at the small metal bead gleaming wetly on his tongue before it vanished inside your pussy again as he went back to attacking your folds.
He slid the tip of his tongue right along the crevice, making sure the chill of the steel rubbed against your walls, which were dripping with his saliva and your own fluids.
A loud scream escaped your lips, and your back arched violently off the mattress. The texture of the metal was unbelievable, creating a sharp contrast against the heat of his saliva and the hot breath he blew against your intimacy every time he took a breath to keep going.
Nicholas kept his eyes pinned to yours while moving his tongue up and down, giving you deep, heavy licks, using the piercing like a roller that pressed and stimulated your most sensitive spot. The clinking of the metal against your wet pussy and his teeth was the only sound filling the room, alongside your uncontrolled whimpers.
Your hands found their way back to his blonde hair, but this time not to push him away, but to desperately shove him closer against you. You were drowning in the pleasure, completely losing your mind over him.
"N-Nicholas... I'm gonna...", you warned him, your pretty voice breaking in your throat, your breathing turning ragged as you felt the spasms coil deep in your core.
He smirked mid-task, feeling the first rush of your climax drench his lips. Instead of stopping, he sucked your clit into his mouth with force, pressing the metal directly against your sweet spot and moving his head rapidly.
"Fuck, Weno!" The world spun out of control. You cum hard right on his face, whimpering his name while your thighs trembled violently against his shoulders.
Nicholas swallowed every single drop of your juices, making a heavy swallowing sound right between your open legs. His mouth sucked desperately at the excess fluids dripping down his chin, licking your labia with slow, heavy strokes so as not to waste an absolute thing from your orgasm.
"Fuck, you're soaked..." He pulled his head back slightly so you could look down at him. His cheeks were glossy, his chin dripping with your slick, and his lips were completely flushed red and wet. Unapologetically, he swiped the tip of his tongue over his top lip, gathering the pooled fluids, and the piercing flashed again, clicking against his bottom teeth.
"You taste so good," he whispered. You let out a whined moan, trying to close your legs from the sheer sensitivity, but he wouldn't let you. Nicholas dug his fingers firmly into your thighs, keeping you pinned wide open for him, forcing you to watch how he relished the mess you had made. "I'm not done cleaning you up yet." He leaned down again, and this time he shoved two fingers deep inside your dripping hole, making you gasp out loud.
As your walls clamped around them, Nicholas used his pierced tongue to lick the base of his own fingers, blending the cold steel with the internal friction of his hand, moving mercilessly inside you. "Be a good girl and cum on my fingers. Do that, and you'll get my dick later."
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