Well. Seems like you've decided on surprise anyway, so hopefully you're ready to handle it if she doesn't like 'em. Or to take them out, piercings are a good first mod like that. You can change your mind and they mostly heal back up.
[ You are real antsy, though, buddy.
With everything laid out and the metal tool warmed to body temperature, Drake shifts closer and reaches out to gently place the clamp on Pietro's left nipple. ]
Are you nervous, or do you just have somewhere to be?
[It's nothing permanent, or a hassle to fix like tattoo removal. His gaze drifts over the the tray of implements, then the clamp as Drake slowly, so very slowly, brings it to his nipple. Pietro sighs at the comment, fidgeting again for half a second before forcing himself to stay still and let him put the clamp on, sucking in a quiet breath as his abdominal muscles twitch reflexively at the sensation.]
I am not nervous. I have powers, superspeed. I have been here for an hour from my perspective. You are slow. I get bored.
[He raises one hand in a shrug as if it can't be helped. He's going to move and squirm and fidget through this entire process.]
Ohh... yeah, I've known other speedsters. [ That both clears it up and reassures him that Pietro isn't going to panic at some point. He grins apologetically. ] Faster's not better when you're poking holes in people, sorry man.
[ Though now that he knows what the problem is, Drake does speed up. No more telegraphing his movements to calm the customer's nerves and let them brace for what's happening. A speedster doesn't need that shit -- by the time he finishes asking his next question the needle's gone through with a sharp pinch and he's reaching for the jewelry. ]
We would not want to hit something vital. Nerves or whatever.
[It's an unfortunate necessity to be slow here, and Pietro understands that. His concentrated effort to be still doesn't entirely work, a twitch here and there, but he can manage. He bites his lip as the needle pierces through, and it sends a warm spike of arousal down through his abdomen. He squirms again as Drake grabs the barbell.]
Something to distract me. Tell me about cock piercings.
[He'd considered that too, but hasn't done as much research.]
[ That squirm is obviously a different response from the restless twitchiness, and Drake is already struggling to keep his expression professional when Pietro throws out that new topic. All hope is now lost; he has to laugh softly. ]
I like you. Alright, you want the sales pitch or the horror stories?
[ He gets the ball off the first piece of jewelry and leans in closer to slide the ring through as he pulls the needle free. Nice and easy. ]
Nobody's ever come in for it but I've been terrified somebody will, so I researched. It gets gnarly -- you ever heard of a magic cross?
[ One down, buddy. Drake sets the used equipment down, picking up the ball and ring clamp to lock it in place. ]
It's when you put two straight through the head, so that they make an X or a cross... and I don't recommend it. Even if it heals up normally, your dick's basically turned into a sprinkler forever.
[ Jewelry in place! And if he gives the ring a playful little flick as he leans back to swap tools to do the next one, well. Pietro seems to be enjoying the sensations, that's all. ]
I don't think I'd get anything that goes through the urethra, personally. Otherwise placement kinda depends on why you're getting it. Just for the look? For you? For a partner?
[At the description of that magic cross, Pietro squirms for a different reason, bringing his thighs together, imagining how it might feel. Fuck. He likes pain, but that... No. He twitches again at that flick of the ring, huffing like he's annoyed about it, but he can't hold back the immediate response from his body, the shiver of his abdominal muscles and the hardening of his nipple betraying him.]
It would be for sensation...
[He brings one hand down to his cock, clearly no embarrassment with rubbing himself idly through the fabric of his pants.]
But I have very nice cock. I think maybe I keep it that way.
[ The not-actually-annoyed huff is cute, Drake thinks, but doesn't say. He doesn't tell Pietro to stop what he's doing, either... there's nobody else in the shop right now and it's not like he minds. It's not unprofessional so long as Pietro is doing it to himself, right? ]
Sensation for who, is the question. There'd be different perks depending on what you got... but I believe you.
[ He doesn't warm up the clamp before securing it this time, the pressure of the metal on Pietro's other nipple sudden and cool. ]
[He snorts after that, moving his fingers a little more pointedly, squeezing his cock, intent on holding up at belief. Only they stutter and shake as Drake fastens the cold clamp, and a quiet hiss of 'shit' leaves his mouth.]
I am ready.
[His teeth graze his bottom lip, and he ventures further into questioning some alternatives.]
What do you think of scrotum piercings? Or that place that is between, you know?
[Pietro slides his fingers further down between his legs for emphasis because he doesn't know the word for it. Perineum.]
[ Drake grins again, and at this point he's certain Pietro won't regret getting these. Even if the girlfriend he mentioned is wary at first, she'll be on board once she sees the way Pietro reacts with them in. And since he said he's ready, Drake picks up the needle. ]
Personally? I wouldn't do in between either. Scrotal or right at the base is just skin, so it heals easy and you still get some stimulation. Low risk, low reward. They both go up the higher you pierce.
[ The needle goes through with another pinch and slide, sharp and smooth. Just like the first. He reaches to open the next ring. ]
Never really thought about it for myself before now. But I know what I'd get.
[Though his eyes are on the needle and he continues getting more squirmy and fidgety, he is paying attention and taking Drake's words under advisement. Healing time isn't anything that crossed his mind, but it should. Despite common presumptions he can heal just as fast as he does everything else, it's not true and he found that out the hard way. He moans softly as the needle slides through, and one hand grips the side of the chair to help keep himself still for the next part.]
Hm. It is big decision, you know? Maybe, after we are done here, you show me exactly what you would pierce. Trusted professional opinion, we will say.
[ The second ring slides in as easily as the first, replacing the needle. Drake closes it in place and gives another gentle tug to make sure it's secure, then sets everything down and pulls his gloves off. ]
No playing with 'em for at least a week, okay? Unless you've got speed healing, too. I'll get you aftercare instructions.
Better you hear it now than find out the gross way later. It's not so bad, just don't pull the jewelry yet. You can still tease around them and get the benefits without doing damage.
[ He'd be happy to give Pietro a practical demonstration, depending on how his 'consult' goes... but for now he's flipping through a rack on the counter and passing the other man a printed card with aftercare instructions. ]
Wanna do a few laps around the block before we head into the back?
[He sighs, and rolls his eyes, but seems to reluctantly accept that concession. Pietro takes the card and shoves it in his back pocket almost immediately, a quick glance is all he needed to read the entire thing. He gives Drake an indignant look at his suggestion, waving his hand dismissively, but his fingers are shaking.]
[ Can he? Drake shrugs, turning and crossing to the back wall of the shop to open one of the doors there. The one marked OFFICE. ]
It's not about control, sometimes.
[ He doesn't seem bothered by the 'wasting time' comment, at least.
The "office" is half that, indicated by a filing cabinet and desk, but is also obviously a just-in-case crash space with a bed and some basic appliances. Drake's been in the city long enough to have gotten stuck in one district or another for awhile, unable to get home. He's also hidden people from the authorities several times, and sheltered friends who didn't have a safe place to go. They weren't always subs... so it just seemed smart to have a backup option now that he owned a business. ]
Who's playing model? Or should I just pull up examples for you?
[ There is a laptop on the desk that Drake gestures to, not wanting to be too forward if he misinterpreted. ]
[Following Drake to the back, the office gets a once over. He gets the space, what it's other intended purposes are. Eloise has a room like this in her shop, and he supposes he should set aside a space in Stark Naked too, just in case. At the motion to the laptop, Pietro snorts, a smirk pulling at the side of his mouth.]
Examples can only do so much. I prefer more hands-on methods.
[Case in point, he's kicking his shoes off and tugging down his pants right there. No misinterpretation.]
[ Awesome. With a broad smirk back, Drake pushes the door closed behind him and steps forward to meet Pietro. ]
Same here.
[ And he's not about to make the speedster wait -- not to be touched, at least. He reaches out and caresses Pietro's chest, splaying his fingers just enough to jostle one of those new piercings without irritating it. His other hand traces the line of the younger man's hip inwards, taking him in hand and stroking teasingly. ]
[There's a sharp inhale as Drake's fingers brush over the new piercing, and Pietro already decides it's been a good investment if even half of that sensation stays. His hips jerk a little at the touch, and he snorts at that compliment even as he rubs his cock shamelessly into Drake's hand.]
Is very impressive. I trusted you to do this.
[He fingers the other nipple ring, less carefully.]
[ It's more of a reminder than scolding, his tone low and amused as he watches Pietro play with the other ring. And as if to give an example gives the one between his fingers a light flick, before pressing his palm to Pietro's ribcage to push him back onto the bed. ]
You wanted to know what I'd get? [ Drake follows Pietro down, settling between his legs for the best vantage point and stroking just his thumb firmly along the underside of Pietro's cock. ] Feel here? You can do a couple bars along the length, just through the skin. So they rub with every thrust.
[He takes it as a reprimand anyway, ready to tug harder in spite, but that flick has a mix of pain and arousal shooting through his chest and he can only manage a high pitched whine. Pietro lets himself fall, only fidgeting to get comfortable once he hits the mattress. He instinctively spreads his thighs further as Drake fingers his shaft.]
Mm.
[His teeth press into his lower lip at the thought of extra stimulation like that.]
That is tempting. How much would it rub, would you say?
[Pietro makes that sound like he's genuinely curious, but his expression gives away the teasing.]
Have I told you I am tactile person? I need physical response, you know, demonstration.
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She is from 1815. So... a little old fashioned, and very opinionated. Will have comments either way, but I am not sure it will be good surprise.
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[ You are real antsy, though, buddy.
With everything laid out and the metal tool warmed to body temperature, Drake shifts closer and reaches out to gently place the clamp on Pietro's left nipple. ]
Are you nervous, or do you just have somewhere to be?
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[It's nothing permanent, or a hassle to fix like tattoo removal. His gaze drifts over the the tray of implements, then the clamp as Drake slowly, so very slowly, brings it to his nipple. Pietro sighs at the comment, fidgeting again for half a second before forcing himself to stay still and let him put the clamp on, sucking in a quiet breath as his abdominal muscles twitch reflexively at the sensation.]
I am not nervous. I have powers, superspeed. I have been here for an hour from my perspective. You are slow. I get bored.
[He raises one hand in a shrug as if it can't be helped. He's going to move and squirm and fidget through this entire process.]
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[ Though now that he knows what the problem is, Drake does speed up. No more telegraphing his movements to calm the customer's nerves and let them brace for what's happening. A speedster doesn't need that shit -- by the time he finishes asking his next question the needle's gone through with a sharp pinch and he's reaching for the jewelry. ]
Can I be more entertaining for you somehow?
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[It's an unfortunate necessity to be slow here, and Pietro understands that. His concentrated effort to be still doesn't entirely work, a twitch here and there, but he can manage. He bites his lip as the needle pierces through, and it sends a warm spike of arousal down through his abdomen. He squirms again as Drake grabs the barbell.]
Something to distract me. Tell me about cock piercings.
[He'd considered that too, but hasn't done as much research.]
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I like you. Alright, you want the sales pitch or the horror stories?
[ He gets the ball off the first piece of jewelry and leans in closer to slide the ring through as he pulls the needle free. Nice and easy. ]
Nobody's ever come in for it but I've been terrified somebody will, so I researched. It gets gnarly -- you ever heard of a magic cross?
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What can I say? I am charming.
[Managing to stay still for the jewelry threading, his only response is a soft aroused noise.]
Maybe a little of both? To make better decisions. I do not know magic cross.
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It's when you put two straight through the head, so that they make an X or a cross... and I don't recommend it. Even if it heals up normally, your dick's basically turned into a sprinkler forever.
[ Jewelry in place! And if he gives the ring a playful little flick as he leans back to swap tools to do the next one, well. Pietro seems to be enjoying the sensations, that's all. ]
I don't think I'd get anything that goes through the urethra, personally. Otherwise placement kinda depends on why you're getting it. Just for the look? For you? For a partner?
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It would be for sensation...
[He brings one hand down to his cock, clearly no embarrassment with rubbing himself idly through the fabric of his pants.]
But I have very nice cock. I think maybe I keep it that way.
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Sensation for who, is the question. There'd be different perks depending on what you got... but I believe you.
[ He doesn't warm up the clamp before securing it this time, the pressure of the metal on Pietro's other nipple sudden and cool. ]
Ready for another?
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[He snorts after that, moving his fingers a little more pointedly, squeezing his cock, intent on holding up at belief. Only they stutter and shake as Drake fastens the cold clamp, and a quiet hiss of 'shit' leaves his mouth.]
I am ready.
[His teeth graze his bottom lip, and he ventures further into questioning some alternatives.]
What do you think of scrotum piercings? Or that place that is between, you know?
[Pietro slides his fingers further down between his legs for emphasis because he doesn't know the word for it. Perineum.]
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Personally? I wouldn't do in between either. Scrotal or right at the base is just skin, so it heals easy and you still get some stimulation. Low risk, low reward. They both go up the higher you pierce.
[ The needle goes through with another pinch and slide, sharp and smooth. Just like the first. He reaches to open the next ring. ]
Never really thought about it for myself before now. But I know what I'd get.
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Hm. It is big decision, you know? Maybe, after we are done here, you show me exactly what you would pierce. Trusted professional opinion, we will say.
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[ The second ring slides in as easily as the first, replacing the needle. Drake closes it in place and gives another gentle tug to make sure it's secure, then sets everything down and pulls his gloves off. ]
No playing with 'em for at least a week, okay? Unless you've got speed healing, too. I'll get you aftercare instructions.
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[After another soft noise with that tug, it shifts to exasperation.]
A week is forever.
[He won't make it, he knows he won't be able to take his hands off them, but they'll be taken care of for possible infections. It will work out...]
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I know, but play too much before the swelling's gone down and they'll bleed and crust up and get stuck.
[ He's not judging, it's just his professional recommendation. ]
There might still be a healer on staff at Haven? The one I knew left, though... so any problems or you need to swap to something bigger, come back in.
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[Fingers half-way towards reaching up to play with one nipple already, he changes his mind and lets them fall to his thigh.]
I will be careful.
[He wastes no time hopping out of the chair then, restless after so long, and practically vibrating.]
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[ He'd be happy to give Pietro a practical demonstration, depending on how his 'consult' goes... but for now he's flipping through a rack on the counter and passing the other man a printed card with aftercare instructions. ]
Wanna do a few laps around the block before we head into the back?
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Please. I can control myself.
[He nods towards the back with a raised eyebrow.]
Get moving. I am wasting time here.
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It's not about control, sometimes.
[ He doesn't seem bothered by the 'wasting time' comment, at least.
The "office" is half that, indicated by a filing cabinet and desk, but is also obviously a just-in-case crash space with a bed and some basic appliances. Drake's been in the city long enough to have gotten stuck in one district or another for awhile, unable to get home. He's also hidden people from the authorities several times, and sheltered friends who didn't have a safe place to go. They weren't always subs... so it just seemed smart to have a backup option now that he owned a business. ]
Who's playing model? Or should I just pull up examples for you?
[ There is a laptop on the desk that Drake gestures to, not wanting to be too forward if he misinterpreted. ]
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Examples can only do so much. I prefer more hands-on methods.
[Case in point, he's kicking his shoes off and tugging down his pants right there. No misinterpretation.]
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Same here.
[ And he's not about to make the speedster wait -- not to be touched, at least. He reaches out and caresses Pietro's chest, splaying his fingers just enough to jostle one of those new piercings without irritating it. His other hand traces the line of the younger man's hip inwards, taking him in hand and stroking teasingly. ]
Hmm, plenty to work with... you trust me?
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Is very impressive. I trusted you to do this.
[He fingers the other nipple ring, less carefully.]
Might as well keep that up, yes?
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[ It's more of a reminder than scolding, his tone low and amused as he watches Pietro play with the other ring. And as if to give an example gives the one between his fingers a light flick, before pressing his palm to Pietro's ribcage to push him back onto the bed. ]
You wanted to know what I'd get? [ Drake follows Pietro down, settling between his legs for the best vantage point and stroking just his thumb firmly along the underside of Pietro's cock. ] Feel here? You can do a couple bars along the length, just through the skin. So they rub with every thrust.
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Mm.
[His teeth press into his lower lip at the thought of extra stimulation like that.]
That is tempting. How much would it rub, would you say?
[Pietro makes that sound like he's genuinely curious, but his expression gives away the teasing.]
Have I told you I am tactile person? I need physical response, you know, demonstration.
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