Daydreaming about piercer!Kyle and Tattoo artist!Simon🤤🤤
.𖥔 ݁ 🍯 suggestive! Mentions of boobs otherwise GN˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚
Let's be real, Kyle would be that guy you wouldn't immediately imagine to have piercings. So when you walk into the studio, you kind of just watch this handsome man talking with a tall, tattoed and pierced behemoth of a man, immediately thinking the tattoed guy is the piercer you talked to on the phone.
When you step closer, Kyle smiles and nods at you, asking if he can help you, only to surprise you when he says he's the one who's going to pierce you. Explaining that Simon is the studio's tattoo artist. Simon just nods, humming in answer before going his merry way, probably to tattoo the client that just walked in.
Kyle was nice, he was charming and sweet, understanding your nerves and reassuring you. He led you to the back of the studio, where they normally did the piercing, the tattoo room separated for comfort. Faint music could be heard over the buzzing of the tattoo gun.
He sat you down and hummed quietly, putting on gloves and sanitizing everything as he went over everything you wanted.
"So, what color and type you want, sweetheart?"
He asks as he shows the possible bead size for the nipple piercings. You picked those with your gut twisting, a mix of excitement and fear; aswell as some kind of embarrassment of having to show your boobs to the piercer, but you reassured yourself he was a professional, and he definitely saw boobs all the time, he was obviously a charmer.
He goes over the basics, how to care for, what to expect when he pierces, if you have any other piercings or experience with piercing, yatta yatta. All while reassuring you, making sure he didn't go straight to it while you were too nervous.
When you do hold up your shirt, you shiver from the ac, nipples pebbling at the cool air. Kyle's eyes flit over them and you squirm in place at his attention, but soon enough he's locking in and measuring to make sure they're straight, humming quietly as he does. He gently takes hold of your nipple, lining the needle.
"What's your favorite color, luv?"
He asks, but when you open your mouth to answer, Kyle pushes the needle through your nipple in a swift motion, murmuring sweet praise as you gasp in pain. The ache sudden.
"Shh, that's it, one already done, you're doing to good f'me"
He smirks slightly as he sees you take deep breaths and squirm in place, in pain, sure, but also definitely turned on by his quiet voice so so sweet in your ear.
The secon one goes just as smoothly. He piercers before counting to one, catching you by surprise again. He smiles at you, thumb gently tracing the curve of your breast before stepping back, saying he's checking the piercings to see if they're straight. And if he notices Simon's already done with what he was doing and calls his mate over, leaving you stammering in confusion and embarrassment, he just says it's because Simon is also a piercer.
"And they look so pretty, luv. Can't leave him missing on this artwork"
Kyle murmurs softly, Simon whistles when he sees the piercings, murmuringa good job for Kyle. You think that's it, but then he's stopping to brush his thumb over your hardened nipple, leaning in and just rumbling a low "pretty tits y'got" before walking away.
After you left the shop, you feel lightheaded, and it has nothing to do with the ache in your nipples and more about the ache between your legs.
