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.
[ So responsive... Drake hums thoughtfully, going back to long strokes and bringing his other hand up to roll Pietro's balls in his palm as if he's considering this very seriously. ]
Depends how many you do. We can put bigger balls on the ends than the gauge, too. There's also here. [ He turns his hand to pinch and tug some of the looser skin at the base of Pietro's hard on, firmly enough for him to feel it pull on the upstrokes. ] Subtle, but effective. This one's easy enough to demonstrate.
[His abdominal muscles twitch and flutter, and he continues to play with one nipple piercing, slightly more gently, as Drake fingers his balls.]
Always good to have bigger balls.
[The corner of Pietro's mouth turns up into a smirk, but he lets out a low and wavering whine at that pinch, the pull on his sensitive skin, how it moves with the stokes.]
Shit. That is good spot, I will agree. But I am patient man, cannot make rash decisions.
[ That actually earns Pietro a soft laugh, low and fond. Patient. Right. But Drake will play along. ]
Of course, gotta explore all the options. Lemme see where else you might like.
[ He keeps hold of that sensitive spot, still stroking teasingly... and leans forward to drag his tongue over various spots on, around, and just under the head of Pietro's cock. It's a very precise sort of exploration, Drake waiting for any changes in the reactions he gets depending on where he's focusing his attention. ]
[The prolonged contact in the same area keeps a constant point of sensation that has Pietro internally squirming within just a few seconds, but he's holding back on letting that show, beyond twitches and quick tensing of muscles. Low moans rumble in his throat over a few more sensitive places, but Drake's tongue at the underside of the head gets the most reaction. Pietro's thighs tighten and he digs his fingers into the mattress, his other hand shaking somewhat at his chest where his fingers still brush against his nipple.]
[ As Pietro will learn later, this isn't entirely pretense. Drake is paying attention to the responses, both because figuring out how to drive someone crazy is his favorite thing and because he wants to actually give good piercing location suggestions. He's got a pretty good idea of it by the time Pietro gasps out words again, though.
Which means they can drop the practical demonstration part of things.
...mostly.
With another little laugh, this one rumbling directly again overheated skin, Drake takes Pietro fully into his mouth and starts blowing him properly. The little twist he gives the pinch of skin in his grip is mostly curiosity before his fingers slip lower, exploring. Pietro did mention the spot in between, after all. ]
[It's a harsh breath as Drake finally takes his cock into his mouth, and Pietro rolls his hips on instinct, reining it in quickly though, and giving a little yelp of a noise at that twist, one he tries to swallow down the moment it forms. Fuck. It doesn't take long before he moves again, writhing and both wanting to squirm away and to seek more of Drake's mouth and hand.]
Keep going.
[It's demanding, but a little whiny and frustrated.]
[ ...that's fun. Not going to get Pietro what he wants, though. Not with that tone. Drake does keep going as requested, but slows his attentions to what would be teasing for a normal human and is probably torturous for the speedster. Yes, he's aware of that. Yes, that makes it more fun.
Pietro is welcome to protest further or try another tactic to speed things up, of course. It wouldn't be fair otherwise.
Or he might be distracted by the sound of wood scraping as Drake blindly reaches up and opens the desk drawer to get something. Does curiosity win over frustration? ]
[Fuck. Pietro knows exactly what he's doing, Drake is far from the first person to enjoy teasing him that way, mostly because Pietro allows it, likes it, and whines for more. Sort of. It's a petulant growling whine this time, and all he does to offset the slower movement is start his fingers vibrating at his nipple, which only sparks more whining and shuddering breaths. Still, he's distracted, one glance over, not too much curiosity with it as he knows what most people keep in their drawers in this city.]
[ It's really no wonder everyone teases Pietro so much, when he reacts like this. Drake didn't fully expect him to allow it in the first place, let alone play along so appealingly. There's no surprise in the drawer except maybe that the tube looks brand new because Drake's never actually had sex in the shop since taking it over... is that an honor?
Pietro will feel slicked fingers trailing along his skin, circling and then pressing in carefully at first. Some things shouldn't be rushed, right? But so as to not be completely infuriating, Drake does speed his other attentions back up along with the penetration. Gradually but steadily, until Pietro's body is rocking shamelessly back and forth between his hands and mouth. He can take it, but lifts his head anyway -- both hands still working at least. His voice is rough and a little breathless. ]
[He grumbles to himself as his suspicions are proved right, he needs very little lube with natural friction resistance, and it generally serves to tease him further. Still, the moment Drake pushes his finger inside, slow and careful, Pietro clamps down hard on it and tries to get more, at the same time wanting more attention to his cock and balls. Fuck. He whines in frustration as Drake takes his mouth off his cock, a ragged needy sound.]
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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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Depends how many you do. We can put bigger balls on the ends than the gauge, too. There's also here. [ He turns his hand to pinch and tug some of the looser skin at the base of Pietro's hard on, firmly enough for him to feel it pull on the upstrokes. ] Subtle, but effective. This one's easy enough to demonstrate.
[ They're in the office. He can improvise. ]
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Always good to have bigger balls.
[The corner of Pietro's mouth turns up into a smirk, but he lets out a low and wavering whine at that pinch, the pull on his sensitive skin, how it moves with the stokes.]
Shit. That is good spot, I will agree. But I am patient man, cannot make rash decisions.
[Those are blatant lies.]
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Of course, gotta explore all the options. Lemme see where else you might like.
[ He keeps hold of that sensitive spot, still stroking teasingly... and leans forward to drag his tongue over various spots on, around, and just under the head of Pietro's cock. It's a very precise sort of exploration, Drake waiting for any changes in the reactions he gets depending on where he's focusing his attention. ]
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Fuck. I think... I would like many places.
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Which means they can drop the practical demonstration part of things.
...mostly.
With another little laugh, this one rumbling directly again overheated skin, Drake takes Pietro fully into his mouth and starts blowing him properly. The little twist he gives the pinch of skin in his grip is mostly curiosity before his fingers slip lower, exploring. Pietro did mention the spot in between, after all. ]
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[It's a harsh breath as Drake finally takes his cock into his mouth, and Pietro rolls his hips on instinct, reining it in quickly though, and giving a little yelp of a noise at that twist, one he tries to swallow down the moment it forms. Fuck. It doesn't take long before he moves again, writhing and both wanting to squirm away and to seek more of Drake's mouth and hand.]
Keep going.
[It's demanding, but a little whiny and frustrated.]
You are so slow.
[So much for the claim of patience.]
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Pietro is welcome to protest further or try another tactic to speed things up, of course. It wouldn't be fair otherwise.
Or he might be distracted by the sound of wood scraping as Drake blindly reaches up and opens the desk drawer to get something. Does curiosity win over frustration? ]
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Pietro will feel slicked fingers trailing along his skin, circling and then pressing in carefully at first. Some things shouldn't be rushed, right? But so as to not be completely infuriating, Drake does speed his other attentions back up along with the penetration. Gradually but steadily, until Pietro's body is rocking shamelessly back and forth between his hands and mouth. He can take it, but lifts his head anyway -- both hands still working at least. His voice is rough and a little breathless. ]
Do you want more than this?
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Fuck me.
[Pietro somehow manages to make it a demand.]