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redhoodisms · 3 years ago

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RINGS & PIERCINGS ! jason todd

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 : tattoo shops and piercing bars, the line between us is so fucking thin, so let me show you euphoria if you’re willing...

𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : minors dni! jason todd x fem! reader, nipple play, fingering, male!giving fem!recieving oral, praise kink, blowjob. (also! this is my first time writing smut so pls give me some feedback!)

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 3.048k words

your eyes flickered up at the newly built tattoo/piercing shop that was in front of you. the five star reviews spoke for itself as this place had a reputation. peeking into your bag, you rummaged through making sure you brought everything that you needed. id, money and enough room for your bra to fit afterwards.

a shiver sent down your spine as the constant thought of a needle exiting out of your nipple, let alone the fact that an experienced stranger would be piercing your nipples. fuck it. pain is just weakness leaving the body. besides, the results were worth exploring.

your hands trail down to grasp the cold metal bars to push the door open. instantly enveloped with slowly reverbed music radiating inside of the shop. there was a comfort that you took to the aesthetic of the new place. your eyes trailed to look at the vintage posters that painted the walls. designs scaled the walls like graffiti as you looked at the patterns with pursed lips in awe.

“anything i can help you with?” a voice asked out of the blue.

whirling around, you caught sight of a tall figure smirking down at you. in his hands were pairs of earrings that he was currently stocking on the shelves. his pale blue eyes were mesmerizing as you made eye contact with him. he was attractive, insanely attractive. as if the gods sculpted him from stone, his rippled abs seeped through the thin material of his black t-shirt. his shirt was stuck to him skintight, as his muscular arms held something so delicate as the earrings in the prominent beings of his hands. his fingers decorated with rings, his dark locks of black hair messy and untamed. and the faint streak of white hair that was curled amidst the rest. images of running your hands through that lock of hair while his strong grip fastened around your neck tantalized your mind.

“i’m just here for a piercing appointment,” you replied as you exercised a tone of confidence in your voice. it was better than scrambling for words to say in front of someone this attractive.

“i’m guessing you’re my 3:15?” he smirked as he cocked his head to the side, placing back the packages of earrings down in the back, making his way towards you with a hand held out. fumbling, you fished out your id out of your bag for his nimble fingers to hold it in his hands.

his eyes flickered down to gaze at the miniature picture before locking eyes with you once more. your cheeks pinked as that mischievous smile of his burned in your mind as he returned back your id.

“you’re here for your nipples, right?” those blue eyes of his couldn’t help but stare at you up and down, almost as if he was trying to see every inch of your body. “you look like you’re the type of person that can handle both,” he said coyly as his eyes connected with yours, his lips parted into a crooked smile as he waited for your response.

“why don’t we test that theory?” the words escaped your lips before you could process what you even said. your cheeks burned at the very thought that you said something like that, let a lone to a stranger. yet, his chuckle was enough to ease your worries.

“good girl, why don’t you follow me on back?”

indeed that shirt of his must have been two sizes two small. as you walked behind him, you could make out the lines of the muscles on his back, and as he pulled back a black curtain, his shirt rose up just enough for you to catch the defined v-line of his. what a tease.

setting your back down on the tiny table that was provided, he made his way to bring out some options of jewelry for you to determine what you wanted. straight barbells, he said, which were best for nipple piercing. assortment of colours flooded your vision but, you caught sight of each of his rings that were gold. a tiny smile touched your lips as you reached for the gold barbells. just the very thought of having his signature colour branded on your skin was enough to make you melt.

“nice choice,” he smiled as he ran a hand through his hair. “get comfy while i set things up, mama,” and just like that, your heart was pounding as you took a seat on his black leather tattoo bed.

this was the second time he had given you a pet name. and this was the second time your cheeks flushed red as his words reminisced in your mind. the shop was just empty, by the looks of it. just him and you. woman by doja cat in slowed and reverbed played in the shop as you waited there patiently. how was it that the choice of song made a faint smile dance on your lips. it was like it knew that the more you sat, the more the magnetic pulse lingered to the attractive piercer in front of you.

was it true? were you seriously developing a crush on someone you had met for less than ten minutes? your legs swayed on the bed as you waited patiently for his voice to bring you back to reality. now, you were lying in your own thoughts. thinking about him, only him. was this really a crush? a figment of your mind? or perhaps just sexual tension? the bigger question: did he feel it too?”

“don’t tell me you’re nervous, mama. i’m going to take good care of you,” he grinned as he washed his hands in the sink next to him. those hands, dripping with beads of water. it was enough for your imagination to stir and replace water with something else.

“how can i, if i don’t even know your name,” a hint of sass touched your lips as you returned a crooked smile his way. yet, it was enough for him to let that low rumble of a chuckle escape his mouth as he grinned right at you. “fair enough, sweetheart. it’s jason. jason todd,”

his name was ecstasy as you repeated it back to him. smiles exchanged both ways but there was no denial, he loved the way you said his name. almost enough for him to wish that you were moaning it instead. sitting down on his gliding chair, he positioned himself level to the piercing and closer towards you.

“i can’t pierce your nipples with your shirt on, mama,” he teased, almost cooing as his blue eyes had a mischievous gleam to them as he looked up at you. almost waiting for you to strip right then and there.

praying that there were no sweat stains as your pulled off your top, jason’s eyes lingered as you slowly removed your top. next was your bra. your fingers reached back to unhook the clasp. this was it, no turning back now. and there he was, staring at you, at your breasts. after all, that’s why you were here, to get them pierced.

“alright, now to business,” jason smiled before reaching to grasp some black latex gloves. the sound of his rings falling down onto the metal table, you watched as his large, nimble hands snapped on those black latex gloves.

fuck, your arousal was already beginning to soak your panties just at the sight of watching him put on those gloves. to make matters worse, the piercer had to awaken the nipples. and by the looks of it, there wasn’t going to be a lot of room between you and jason. keep it professional, you repeated.

“i’m gonna need you to spread out a little for me, dollface. i need to get closer,” jason said casually as his gloved hand casually stroked your thigh. these pet names, how many did he have for you? and yet, you obediently heeded his command, adjusting yourself before spreading your legs apart so that he could manoeuvre himself in the middle.

perhaps it would have been a better option not to wear a skirt on the day you were getting your nipples pierced. yet, there was no turning back. jason’s tantalizing blue eyes were gazing directly at your tits, as they should be. but no matter where his gaze was, it didn’t stop your heart from beating like you had just run a marathon.

jason opened a prep pad of rubbing alcohol. “it’s gonna feel cold, mama,” in gentle strokes he whipped the prep pad on your sensitive nipples. the sensation was enough to have you squirming. biting back every impulse to whimper and moan, you bit your tongue hoping that it would be enough to keep you silent.

but that mother fucker didn’t stop there, oh no. his face came so close to your breasts that you almost hitched your breath until he pursed his lips to blow directly on your nipples. that very same coy smile danced on his lips as he traded off blowing air over your nipples, watching them get hard under the air that escaped his lips. were your nipples always this sensitive?

his gloved fingers rub the hard bud, rolling your excited nipples over his fingertips you wanted nothing more than to throw your head back and let out a moan. his lingering touch ignited your arousal. his touch felt good, it was driving you crazy. how would it feel if it was those nimble fingers touching you rather than hiding under gloves. the urge to clamp your thighs together and bask in this moment of euphoria, to get off to this feeling was temptation at its finest. only the obstacle that blocked your path was right in between your thighs. shit.

he grabs a marker to dot the area, his hand cups your breasts as he pulls at your nipples once more to make the marks. and just like that, he moved away from your to sterilize the golden barbell that you were to be pierced with. finally, you had a second to yourself. instantly you pressed your thighs together, rubbing on the friction while biting down on your lips. fuck, this was not what you were expecting. and here you were, getting off to this whole experience, having to pause as soon as he turned around with the sterilized equipment and jewelry in hand.

jason’s head was cocked to the side, his eyes, those fucking eyes, took sight of your expression. perhaps he was that perceptive in seeing the change of your breathing. because that smirk that formed into a grin was enough for your eyes to widen at the thought that you were caught.

“oh, darling, don’t tell me,”

“tell you what?”

his face was suddenly inches in front of yours, his hands pressed on each side of the leather bed closing the space between you. your hearts matched in rhythm as you two gazed at one another for what seemed like lifetime. until he leaned forward, his lips grazing your ear ever so slightly. “that i’m turning you on,”

“jason i—”

“it’s okay,” he smiled as he leaned back to gaze at you. “oh baby, don’t be embarrassed, i won’t tell,” he teased as his hands trailed up from your breasts, until his gloved thumb grazed your lower lip while his blue eyes continued to lock with you.

“it’s just, once i pierce these pretty tits of yours,” he started as his thumb trailed down from your lip to cup your breasts, massaging them as he continued to gaze at you. “there’s no nipple play allowed, mama. no sucking, no kissing, no licking, no massaging,” he added on as his fingers rolled over your nipples, a moan escaping your lips as he pinching them ever so gently.

“and most importantly, no one can cum on these titties of yours until they heal,” your back arched up, giving him more room to cup your breasts and mould them to his will. “so perhaps, i should give you what i know you want,” his words echoed as he traced over your nipples, that tongue of his escaping, almost begging to suck on your breasts.

“and what is it that i want?” you asked, raising your eyebrow, trying to play the innocent act while your hands trailed down to the sides of his waist pulling him closer towards you. “i think you and i both know the answer to that,” he mumbled. your pulled him closer, your lips crashing into his.

“fuck,” jason moaned against your lips, as he could feel his erection growing as you deepened the kiss. he blamed himself for this, he had never been careless with a client before. but you were something else, a seductive temptress that caught him like a prize. but he wasn’t willing to let you go.

his hands move away from your breasts, ripping off the black latex gloves before grasping your wrists, moving your hands towards the bulge in the pants. eagerly, you palm him through his jeans. moans escaping both of your lips as he leaned down to press succulent kisses to your neck before moving down to your breasts.

“such a good girl for me,” jason groans before moving down to your breasts. his hands caressing them ever so softly, before squeezing them. his fingers rolled over your nipples, pinching them, hearing the beautiful moans that escaped your lips as your continued to palm him. his lips press down on your breasts placing kisses before proceeding to have his tongue trail the skin on your nipples before closing his mouth on the bud.

“nngh! jason!” you moan out as he sucks on your bud lightly, while massaging the other one. his tongue was rolling over your bud, touching all the right places that you felt the need to grind your needy cunt on his thigh and ride him. your clit was neglected, it needed stimulation. he gave each breast equal attention, sucking on one and massaging the other. all in all while your hands moved away from his pants, reaching to pull on his soft locks of hair. but you wanted more.

his hands moved away from your breasts down around your waist, tracing circles on your hips, pushing the waistline of your skirt lower until it is only the skin he traces. “lay down, baby,” he whispers as his teeth gently pull on your bud before finding his way up back to your lips.

you obey him, watching him hover over you, his hands trailing down to your thighs. that smirk of him, oh that fucking smirk, his kisses trailed down your body, kissing your thighs as he massaged them before trailing wet kisses. “are you so desperate to cum, y/n?” he asks as he locks eyes with you while his hands gently stroke overtop of your clothed pussy.

your whimpers speak for itself as you nod your head. he plays with the band of your skirt before pulling down to your ankles until all he can see is your soaked panties. “so needy for me, so desperate to cum, aren’t you?” he smirked as he slowly licked over your clothed pussy.

your toes curl up, as you spread wider for him, your moans become louder in the store as his tongue continues to glide overtop your wet panties. a nimble finger runs up and down your soaked panties. until you feel his calloused thumb push the band of your panties down until jason groans at the sight of how wet you are.

his fingers trail over your soaked slit until you feel his tongue slowly licking your pussy. “fuck, jason,” you moan as your back arches into the air, as he slowly eats out your pussy. he takes his time in gratifying you, licking you with patience to hear those glorious moans escape your lips. his name bellowing out of your lips as he ate you out. that smile dancing on your face with every passing second.

“you like it when i taste your pussy huh,” jason laughs as he traces the outline of your aching pussy with his tongue before pumping a finger inside, then adding another. “fuuuck,” you moan as you feel your hips bucking as he circles your clit, watching as your breasts bounce from the pleasure.

“so wet for me already,” jason smirks as he pulls his fingers out of your pussy before licking them clean. “such a good girl,” he adds before pressing a kiss to your lips, one that you take greedily as your hands move down to undo his belt.

“please,” you beg with those doe-like eyes as you run your hand down his clothed shirt, running your fingers over the outline of his muscles, slowly pulling it up until jason accepted. there he was, clad chested, his v-line showing, but you wanted to see more.

“such a needy girl, so desperate to suck my cock, huh?” jason asked as he watched you lick his v-line, before pulling down his pants and boxers. your hands find its way around his thick shaft, slowly tracing over it, hearing his moans erupt from his lips as he threw his head up to the sky. “fuck, you’re so perfect. shit,”

gathering some spit in your mouth, you got down on your knees, letting your lips fall down on his swollen tip. jason marvels at the sight of you sucking his cock. his hand tangles in with your hair, pulling you closer as you bob your head up and down his thick shaft. “yes, baby. nngh, just like, just like that, you’re such a good girl,”

jason stops you before he cums in your mouth. instead, he makes you push your tits together so he could finish on them instead. “i’m so close, y/n,” he moans while watching the hot cum spurt on your breasts. eagerly, you use your middle finger to massage the cum on your nipples, moaning as your nipples eagerly enjoyed his cum on your tits. you placed the finger filled with cum into your mouth, tasting him.

he leans down, cupping your cheek before pressing a kiss to your lips. “we should do this again, sometime,” he smirks as his hands trail down to your breasts once more.

“sure, but first,” you lean closer towards him, your lips grazing over his ear. “ i want you to pierce my nipples,”

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