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Kurama didn't understand how celebrating his eighteenth birthday could end with him sitting in a piercer chair, while said piercer, a roguishly handsome man by the name of Yusuke, gives him his recommendations for a piercing.
It probably has to do with all the free drinks, he quickly decides as the dark-haired man says. "Ears are nice, they heal quickly, but they're kind of boring. Barely any pain if you're into that." The man chatted away easily. He paused in his search for the necessary pre-sanitized and pre-packaged needle kit and looked him over with a critical eye. "Are you looking for something that needs to be hidden, or do you want it seen?"
Yusuke's question was truly a good one, and after thinking it over for a short time, he replied. "I think it would be best if I could cover it. I'm worried my boss wouldn't like it."
"Ah, I see." A thoughtful expression crossed the piercer's face, before a dangerously devilish smirk slid across his lips that had him feeling weak in the knees, and his gut growing warm. He coughed to cover up his reaction as Yusuke's eyes practically grew dark, and he purred out. "What about a nipple piercing?"
Yusuke's response, mixed with his dark expression, should've been his clue to say no, or to get up and leave, but it might have been due to the drinks he had, but that smirk tempted him too much to turn away. It was almost like a challenge, and although he wasn't prone to rash decisions, something about Yusuke's mannerisms, and this experience as a whole, was making Kurama crave a good thrill. His only hope was that he wouldn't regret his choice, years down the line.
"Why not. It is my birthday, after all. They say you only live once."
A look crossed Yusuke's face, but it quickly disappeared but not before he caught it.
Excitement and desire.
Although the expression had disappeared to be replaced with a professional mask, he could still hear it in the man's tone when he said. "Great, let's get started."
After that, it quickly became clear to him that although Yusuke was a flirt, the man was still a professional who took his work seriously.
While Yusuke washed his hands, after which he put on a pair of gloves. He busied himself with removing his shirt. Once done, he leaned back on the thin paper liner on the chair, and stuck out his chest
"I'm going to start by marking the placement site." Yusuke professionally explained before he then proceeded to do just that. After he used a dark marker to indicate the puncture site. He cheekily asked. "What do you think about the placement? Looks good, right?"
The man casually grabbed the mirror from where it lay on a small medical tray and held it up, where he could see that each nipple boasted two black dots on each side of it.
A clear and distinct entry and exit mark.
As he views the marking, he tilts his head from side to side, checking the marking from all angles before replying with a simple
"Looks good"
"I know, right. I am a professional after all"
Yusuke grinned, his smile lighting up his whole face as he went and grabbed an alcohol pad to prep the puncture site.
While Yusuke rubbed the pad over his nipples, cleaning the area, and getting it ready for the puncture, he asked. "How long have you been doing this? Will it hurt?"
Yusuke discarded the used alcohol pad in the nearby trash can, before grabbing a nipple clamp off the medical tray. "Well, I've been piercing for three years, but tattooing for seven years. That's where my passion lies. As you can probably guess," His free hand motions to his bare arms where he can see that both limbs are littered with blue black intricate designs of a phoenix and other birds, along with a swirling mix of odd-shaped clouds, and curved tribal markings. The sleeves are striking against the man's tan skin, and were one of the first things he noticed about the piercer. "As far as pain goes" Yusuke pauses, before shrugging his shoulders." Everyone is different. It really just depends on your pain tolerance. Some say they don't really feel anything. While others describe it as a quick pain. There and then gone in a flash. You know, we do have people who come just for that. You're not one of those are you, Kurama"
The way Yusuke purrs his name makes his face go red at the man's insinuation. He wants to protest, but he is not able to as Yusuke moves and clamps his nipple between the forceps. He feels a pinch, and he feels the pressure of the clamp on his little nub before he hears Yusuke tell him to take a deep breath as he slides the needle through his flesh.
The air gets stuck in his throat as the pain comes quickly, just like Yusuke described, but it's not gone in an instant like the man stated. Instead, that pain morphs, slowly changing into something that makes the nerves in his chest flare, and his soft cock slowly starts to harden in his pants.
Embrassingly enough, he releases a moan as he feel liquid heat gather in his core, proving in action that he was "one of those people" that Yusuke mentioned, luckily the man doesn't do anything other than wag his eyebrows and say "oh", with a knowing look on his face, but its more than enough to have him stuttering and fumbling over his words.
While he's fumbling and stuttering through an apology, Yusuke threads the steel bar through the opening via the needle before screwing the barbell on before stepping back and saying. "Don't apologize. It's totally fine. It's a normal response to adrenaline. Besides, who wouldn't want a cute guy like you to moan when they touch them?"
As flirty as Yusuke is, a quality he normally doesn't care for in individuals, he instantly liked the way the man quickly diffused the situation, and coaxed him back to a calm state. The man allows him several seconds to try and get his body under control before he steps forward with the clamp in hand.
Once more, it's applied to his nipple, and he is instructed to "take a deep breath".
This time he knows what to expect when the needle slides in, but his reaction is no less intense than the first time. He feels how the needle slides through, tearing into his flesh and causing that familiar heat to erupt and settle in his groan. The sensation has him releasing a whine that only gets higher in pitch as he looks down, something he hadn't been able to do the first time, to see a needle threaded through his perky nipple. There is a little drop of blood forming on the exit puncture, but otherwise, his chest looks good.
As Yusuke threads the bar through his nipple and screws on the barbell once more. He can't help but realize that he should probably apologize again for his improper mannerisms.
"I'm sorry. I'm not sure what came over me"
"Like I said, earlier. There is no need to apologize." The man daps his chest clean and removes his gloves before his lips quirk up a little, and his eyes travel down the full length of his body to settle on his lap. "I don't usually do this for clients, but if you want some help. I don't mind lending a hand."
It's not a hard decision; the two of them have been flirting and bantering back and forth despite having just met each other. He licks his dry lips and nods his head.
The other man smirks before helping him to remove his boxers and pants. His cock springs out and smacks his stomach as he hears Yusuke breathe out a "nice" before the man leans in and licks the underside.
The swipe is wet, and he instantly wants more. Luckily for him, Yusuke must be some type of mind reader because the man moves forward and takes the head of his cock into his mouth. He sucks, hollowing his cheeks around his cockhead before beginning to slide down his length. The man moves slowly, making him feel each and every ridge of his impossible hot mouth.
"Ahh...fuck.." he swears at the pleasurable sensation of the delicious wet glide of Yusuke's mouth as he starts to bob his head up and down his length. His back arches, and his fingers dig into the side of the chair underneath him in an attempt to ground himself.
It doesn't help as his mind practically melts when Yusuke pops off his cock, lips shiny with saliva to say. "Damn, you taste good, baby. I don't think I'll ever get enough", before the man engulfs him, once more and slides down to the root in one noisy slurp that has his gut clenching in ecstasy, and his hips unconsciously jolting forward.
Yusuke hums and takes his unconscious action in stride as he proceeds to start working his throat around his cock, squeezing and releasing him in pulsing waves. The sensation of both Yusuke humming and his tightening throat causes him to scream as heat washes over him.
He comes without being able to warn the other man, but it hardly seems to matter as Yusuke swallows everything he offers, and grins up at him with hunger and something that looks like victory in his gaze. It's only after the man stands up and helps him tuck his cock away that he sees it.
Yusuke's impressive bulge is tenting the front of his pants.
His mouth waters, and he felt himself slipping into a dick trance as he immediately reached out for the man's zipper, only for his hands to be slapped away for his effort.
"Next time, baby. Let me go over aftercare with you."
It's telling that his brain immediately goes to aftercare of a different sort, and not the one that has to do with his piercings. Meanwhile, Yusuke, back in professional mode, grabs the aftercare kit and explains what each item is for and how to use them to care for his piercings. When he is done explaining everything, he hands him a business card and says. "Contact the office, if you have any problems with the piercing."
The man then reaches over and plucks a pen from the counter. He scribbles something on a sticky note before handing it to him. "And this is my personal number. Call me when you're ready for that next time."
"Next time?" he takes the sticky note, and looks at the numbers, memorizing them instantly.
"Yeah, you don't think you can get away with seducing me, do you? You have to take responsibility."
The sultry purr of Yusuke's voice had him shivering even as he left the tattoo parlour with two new piercings, an aftercare bag, and a fresh set of digits.