Imagine making an appointment with piercer Dabi for a clit piercing. As soon as you walk into the shop he knows he gonna have fun with you. He insists your clit has to be hard before he does the procedure. You’ve never done this before so you just trust the professional and-

agree. He starts by gathering up some of your slick and rubbing his gloved fingers up and down your pussy, making you wetter. He uses your juices to slowly swirl around your clit. God its obvious this man knows what he’s doing. He suddenly takes it between his two fingers,-

spreading your cunt open. Your whole face flushes, if it hadn’t already, letting such an attractive man see your most intimate areas was embarrassing. Before you can react he shoves his mouth onto your sex. You arch your back and moan at the sensation of a hot pierced tounge-

slurping at your cunny. Fuck, where did he learn to move his mouth like that? His tongue plunges into your tight little hole as he pinches and rolls your engorged clit between his fingers. He has you cumming so fucking fast you barely know how to react. He gives you a smug-

grin and begins to climb on top of you. He grinds his jean covered bulge against your sensitive womanhood. You soak the front of his pants in cum. He straddles you and begins to unbuckle his belt, “We aren’t done yet sweetheart~”

(Adding more to this thread!) he slowly slips the belt from around his waist and loops it around your neck, making a makeshift choke collar. He pulls it juuust tight enough to have you squirming under him. He gives you that smug fucking smile as he takes off that-

deliciously tight black shirt. Tattoos cover the expanse of pale flesh. His pecs looked so fucking big and soft, and were complimented by black nipple piercings. “Ya like em doll? I did em’ myself.” He snickers at your cute little stare and reddened cheeks. You tell him you-

really like them, “then why don’t you play with em cutie?~” fucking hell, every word that come out of his mouth sounds like porn to you. Your jaw hangs open, and he starts laughing at you. “God doll, you’re really somethin’ else you know that. Such an innocent little thing.-

I can barely believe what kind of piercing you came in for when you’re actin like this.” He drops the belt for a minute to put on a little show for you. Those thin, dextrous fingers start petting over his pierced nipples. He deeply groans and starts rolling his hips against-

you. You’re whimpering and hiding your face, though he can obviously see you peeking through the spaces in your fingers. He stops and pulls on the belt, making you choke as he leans in and whispers, “i love how innocent you’re playin dollface, id almost believe it if you-

weren’t about to let your piercer fuck you right on his chair...~”