Page 69 of The Magic of Revenge
"Nope, nothing. I'm a virgin," Faris confessed and Tom and I both coughed in surprise at his statement. I mean, I knew he was a virgin, but this Tom didn't have any business knowing that.
"Well then, let me corrupt you. You'd look delicious with a ring in your nose," Tom murmured as he assessed Faris' face.
"Really? Oh thank you. That's what I was thinking, too." Faris kept looking anywhere but Tom's eyes. Was he uncomfortable? He was smiling... "What do you think, Bram?"
"I think if you want a nose ring, get a nose ring. It'll look great," I added and he grinned at me, staring right into my eyes. Maybe it was just Tom he didn’t want to make eye contact with. Shy guy...
"Um, can I get two?" Faris whispered to me and I laughed.
"We can get whatever you want. What else?" I clapped a hand to his back and found myself standing closer than before and not removing my hand. Tom's eyes widened a bit and he tossed me a wink.The fuck?
"My tongue. I want my tongue pierced," Faris announced, proud as hell.
Would wonders never cease?
"Why do you want your tongue pierced?" I asked. "What purpose would that..."
Tom cut me off with his deep chuckling and Faris' face flamed with a beautiful blush that rivaled Goldie's.
"Tongue piercings are known to feel exceptionally good during oral sex. I can speak from experience. Great choice. Come on, let's get to the piercing room. I'll have you taken care of within half an hour." Tom turned and walked through the shop, leaving us to follow.
"You want that for oral sex?" I whispered.
"Well, I'm already a virgin. I want to blow her mind. And yours, if I'm being honest," Faris whispered back and then left me standing frozen like an asshole. My heart was racing and I was pretty positive I was the one blushing now.He wants to... my cock... in his mouth?Bloody fucking sun rays, my cock swelled at the thought even if my brain wasn't sure how I felt about that.
When I entered the back room, Faris was already sitting in a large leather chair that looked pretty comfortable. Tom was prepping the area, getting out whatever supplies he needed to make all of Faris' dreams come true.
"Are you nervous?" Tom asked, as he washed his hands and put on gloves.
"Excited. Maybe a little nervous," Faris admitted. "Bram, will you hold my hand?" Those big dark eyes hit me right in the damn soul and I nodded stiffly, grabbing a stool and placing it beside Faris, opposite Tom.
"So, how long have you guys been together?" Tom inquired, as he opened up some pretty gnarly looking needles.Oh bloody fuck, he's going to stick those in Faris?I opened my mouth to say we weren't together but Faris blurted out, "It's still pretty new, but Bram's my best friend." And he slipped his hand into mine and squeezed.
Aww, he thinks I'm his best friend?My heart really liked that, if the way it was skipping beats was any indication.
"Okay, we'll do your nose first," Tom told Faris and then he explained the process to both of us as he got the site ready. "Do you want a hoop or a stud?"
"A hoop," Faris replied and Tom grabbed a few different options. "You pick," Faris told me.
"Oh, I don't know. This is your idea..."
"Which one will look the best? I want to be a hot motherfucker," Faris said and we all laughed our asses off.
"Go with this one," I selected a hoop that was a little thicker and a deep brown color that would match his eyes.
"Great choice. Alright, gonna need you to hold still. Take a few deep breaths, that's it. On three—one, two..."
"Son of a crusty ballsack!" Faris screamed and Tom chuckled.
"That's all done. You did great, man," Tom praised him and held up a mirror for him to check out his new look. Tears were streaming down Faris' cheeks, but I figured it was involuntary. Like when you get punched in the nose and your eyes water.
"Damn, I'm hot," Faris winked at himself in the mirror, dabbing at his face with a tissue. He still hadn't released my hand.
"Ready for the next one? Need a breather?" Tom switched his gloves and started getting ready for the next piercing.
"Nah, let's do this. I can't wait to see it."
Tom started explaining the next steps and I felt a bead of sweat run down my spine. I didn't like this one bit. The nose was okay... but this was his damn tongue. What if he fucked it up? I could hear my blood whooshing in my ears as I watched Tom pick up a tool that looked like tongs. He secured Faris' tongue and placed a long needle underneath, lining up where he was going to...
