Hey sweetie! love your Solo triplets! Spin off of your previous headcanon..you've been dating Matt awhile and his shyness amplifies your confidence..which you don't have with many other guys..but he's special of course. You're itching for another new piercing after he showed his appreciation..a vertical hood this time.. and/or a sexy tattoo that only he gets to see. Could be an anniversary present you surprise him with.
oh honey.... okay so I honestly am a piercing fanatic. I love getting pierced and I really wanna get my clit pierced but my man says ‘no that wouldn't be fun’ BUT I WANNA DO IT.
also I need you to know I wrote this while screaming Hotel California by: The Eagles.
You pulled Matt along the sidewalk, smiling and giggling as he playfully resisted your pulls. It was your one year anniversary and you wanted him to be involved in the ‘treat’ you had in store for him.
“Princess where are we going?” Matt chuckled.
“Just close your eyes you gremlin!”
You stepped inside the tattoo parlor, mouthing to the artist that you had an appointment. Pulling Matt into the shop and plopping him onto the guest chair. You planted a kiss to his cheek, whispering “Okay don’t open your eyes until I say so.”
Matt giggled and waited, buzzing with excitement. You pulled down your pants, exposing your clit to the artist. They quickly went through the piercing, causing you to cry out. Matt immediately pulling on your hand in concern. “Princess whats wrong?”
You giggled, shooing away the artist. “You can open your eyes now baby boy.”
Matt slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the bright lights of the parlor. Focusing on your bare legs spread open for him. He gasped, adjusting to your glistening folds. You had your fingers playing, spreading open your clit for him to stare at, all red and swollen. The hood pierced with a single navy blue bar, you smiled at him. Bringing your bottom lip into your mouth as you whispered at him, “Happy anniversary baby.”
Matt choked, bringing his shaky hands towards your inner thighs. Running them up and down your flesh, thumbs lightly pulling apart your folds as he awed at you. You sighed, allowing him to bask in his vision, knowing that he would need a moment to process the action.
“Princesss-wh-what is this?” he whispered. Bringing his mouth to hover over your red clit. His tongue lightly flicked out, pressing into your flesh. Pulling a soft moan from your lips. Matt’s eyes darted between your bliss riddled face and your clit, begging for him to latch on again. You bucked your hips toward him again, your folding brushing his chin, ‘Please baby, it’s so sore. Can you kiss it better?”
Matt gulped, staring at you while he pursed his lips. Pressing down firmly on the fresh piercing. You moaned, loudly, for the whole parlor to hear. He hummed into you, kitten licking the aftershocks of the initial pain. The artist walked back in, smiling at the two of you.
Without breaking eye contact with you Matt took a deep breath, “When will she be fully healed?”
ugh I AM WET. i might just go get my clit pierced right now.
