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// nsfw , piercings / needles , #sakuatsu , past #atsusuna
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fem!atsumu who& #39;s super sensitive and a huge masochist. she decides to get a genital piercing (thinking vertical clit hood) and her piercer is none other than sakusa kiyoomi, aka the wet dream of every single person +
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fem!atsumu who& #39;s super sensitive and a huge masochist. she decides to get a genital piercing (thinking vertical clit hood) and her piercer is none other than sakusa kiyoomi, aka the wet dream of every single person +
who& #39;s ever met him. he& #39;s absolutely /covered/ in tattoos and piercings and while atsumu is no stranger to piercings, already having some of her own, she can& #39;t help but drool every time she so much as glances at him. he& #39;s got gauges, an industrial, eyebrow, and she sneaks a +
glance at a tongue and snake bite piercings when he pulls his mask down for a second. needless to say, atsumu is horny during her appointment.
/very/ horny. +
/very/ horny. +
"d& #39;ya have any piercings below the belt?" she asks (not) subtly as sakusa snaps on a pair of latex gloves and atsumu feels the temperature in the room spike by at least ten degrees.
"I& #39;ve got a couple of dydoes," he answers honestly, and atsumu& #39;s brain is filled with thoughts +
"I& #39;ve got a couple of dydoes," he answers honestly, and atsumu& #39;s brain is filled with thoughts +
of sinking onto sakusa& #39;s thick dick, feeling each piercing along his shaft slip inside her until she& #39;s full of metal and cum. yum.
"remove your pants and lie back for me," sakusa instructs, and as atsumu feels her pussy constrict around nothing, she realizes that he& #39;s going to +
"remove your pants and lie back for me," sakusa instructs, and as atsumu feels her pussy constrict around nothing, she realizes that he& #39;s going to +
see how insanely horny she is. she only feels slightly guilty at how that thought turns her on even more.
atsumu unbuttons her shorts and pulls them down over her ass, making sure to arch her back slightly as she steps out of her shorts, leaving them on the ground. +
atsumu unbuttons her shorts and pulls them down over her ass, making sure to arch her back slightly as she steps out of her shorts, leaving them on the ground. +
sakusa raises an eyebrow. "take off everything, underwear included. i can& #39;t exactly pierce you around your thong."
"naughty omi-kun, have ya been staring at my panties?" atsumu teases, slipping them off to reveal her fresh brazilian wax, which leaves absolutely nothing up to +
"naughty omi-kun, have ya been staring at my panties?" atsumu teases, slipping them off to reveal her fresh brazilian wax, which leaves absolutely nothing up to +
the imagination. "d& #39;ya want me to take my top off, too? give ya a good look at my nipple piercings?"
sakusa& #39;s eyes widen. "really? where& #39;d you get them done?" +
sakusa& #39;s eyes widen. "really? where& #39;d you get them done?" +
"um. back home in hyogo," atsumu responds, sitting herself down on the paper-covered table. she has a vivid flashback to her graduation party, where she and suna ended up having a /very/ nice time together (see: suna has the tongue of a goddess and the tightest pussy imaginable +
and made atsumu come more times than she could count). somewhere in between atsumu& #39;s third and fifth orgasm, suna had suggested, with her mouth around one of atsumu& #39;s tits, that she get nipple piercings. atsumu had gotten them done the same day. +
"so...ya still wanna see them?" atsumu asks, sounding more hopeful than she& #39;d like to.
sakusa chuckles. "maybe another time. c& #39;mon, on your back."
"yes sir," she mumbles under her breath, and sakusa pretends not to hear. +
sakusa chuckles. "maybe another time. c& #39;mon, on your back."
"yes sir," she mumbles under her breath, and sakusa pretends not to hear. +
atsumu lays down, hearing the paper crinkle, and spreads her legs. "i can& #39;t tell if this feels like a hookup or a gyno appointment," she jokes, trying to shake her anxiety and the thought of sakusa getting a premium view of /everything/. +
"well, i /am/ piercing your clitoris, so i& #39;d say somewhere in between."
"ha!" atsumu laughs. "you made a joke!"
"i know how to joke," sakusa says, eyes crinkling with a hidden smile. he stands in between her legs, clinically wiping her down with a sterilized cloth. +
"ha!" atsumu laughs. "you made a joke!"
"i know how to joke," sakusa says, eyes crinkling with a hidden smile. he stands in between her legs, clinically wiping her down with a sterilized cloth. +
atsumu doesn& #39;t even want to know how much slick he& #39;s cleaning off, proof of her intense attraction towards the man. the shame would probably just turn her on even more.
sakusa grabs a marker and leans forward to spread atsumu& #39;s lips. she gasps at his touch, back arching off +
sakusa grabs a marker and leans forward to spread atsumu& #39;s lips. she gasps at his touch, back arching off +
the table. "i& #39;m so sorry," she says breathlessly, throwing her hands over her face in shame.
"don& #39;t worry," sakusa chuckles. "you haven& #39;t been the first person to get aroused on this table and you certainly won& #39;t be the last."
"ahaha, yeah," atsumu says, trying to ignore how +
"don& #39;t worry," sakusa chuckles. "you haven& #39;t been the first person to get aroused on this table and you certainly won& #39;t be the last."
"ahaha, yeah," atsumu says, trying to ignore how +
hot sakusa sounded just by saying & #39;aroused.& #39; fuck her.
sakusa presses two dots to her clit while she& #39;s busy contemplating every choice she& #39;s ever made that has lead to this moment.
"does this look okay?" he asks, and atsumu moves her hands away from her face to see sakusa +
sakusa presses two dots to her clit while she& #39;s busy contemplating every choice she& #39;s ever made that has lead to this moment.
"does this look okay?" he asks, and atsumu moves her hands away from her face to see sakusa +
handing her a mirror. she knows it& #39;s so she can approve of the positioning for the piercing, but /gods/ is she turned on that much more by seeing her throbbing pussy reflected in the mirror.
"yep. looks great," she says stiffly, trying not to moan.
sakusa hums, setting the +
"yep. looks great," she says stiffly, trying not to moan.
sakusa hums, setting the +
mirror on the table and grabbing a receiving tube and needle. "this might sting a bit," he warns her, placing the tube on the underside of her clit hood.
"I& #39;ve got this," she chuckles nervously.
"i& #39;m sure you do," sakusa teases. "inhale." atsumu inhales sharply just as the +
"I& #39;ve got this," she chuckles nervously.
"i& #39;m sure you do," sakusa teases. "inhale." atsumu inhales sharply just as the +
needle pierces her flesh, and comes on the spot.
"exhale," sakusa tells her as he slides the jewelry in place, ignoring how atsumu& #39;s panting like she just ran a marathon, as opposed to the steady breaths she& #39;s supposed to be doing.
fuck.
shit.
holy fucking shit. +
"exhale," sakusa tells her as he slides the jewelry in place, ignoring how atsumu& #39;s panting like she just ran a marathon, as opposed to the steady breaths she& #39;s supposed to be doing.
fuck.
shit.
holy fucking shit. +
that was, by far, the best orgasm she& #39;s ever had. and the man who gave it to her is still standing there, acting like she didn& #39;t just come from getting a needle shoved through her flesh.
"you& #39;re all set," sakusa says, "do you want to see?" +
"you& #39;re all set," sakusa says, "do you want to see?" +
atsumu nods silently, too turned on for words. she may have already come, but gods is she still horny.
sakusa hands her the mirror again, and atsumu looks to see a silver barbell going through her clit hood.
"holy shit," she laughs, half nervous, half excited. +
sakusa hands her the mirror again, and atsumu looks to see a silver barbell going through her clit hood.
"holy shit," she laughs, half nervous, half excited. +
sakusa starts going on about the proper healing procedure, and atsumu tries to pay attention, she really does, but she& #39;s a bit preoccupied at the moment. preoccupied staring at the very obvious tent in sakusa& #39;s slacks. +
"how long until i can have sex?" she asks, staring at his crotch.
"four to eight weeks, depending on how well you heal," sakusa answers, noticing the way atsumu looks ten seconds away from dropping onto her knees in front of him and giving him the best blowjob of his life. +
"four to eight weeks, depending on how well you heal," sakusa answers, noticing the way atsumu looks ten seconds away from dropping onto her knees in front of him and giving him the best blowjob of his life. +
"so i guess I& #39;ll be back in four to eight weeks," she licks her lips, sitting up slightly and stifling a gasp.
"i guess you will," sakusa repeats. he pulls his mask down and atsumu gets another glimpse at the metal adorning his face and tongue. +
"i guess you will," sakusa repeats. he pulls his mask down and atsumu gets another glimpse at the metal adorning his face and tongue. +
he smiles at her, face tinged pink, and oh yeah, atsumu& #39;s going to have sex with sakusa if it& #39;s the last thing she ever does. +
sakusa sees her out the door with a pat to her ass and a promise to be available the next time she stops by, and atsumu leaves with a slight limp and the thought of sakusa& #39;s lips around her clit.
/ end
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