Chapter 96 Chapter 96 The Piercing
I pull Roman in the tattoo shop with me, the bell on the door rings loudly. Glass counter the the right full of folded shop merchandise. I choose this shop because it's ran by women and it's right next to a wedding chapel. The stunning and heavily tattooed girl behind the counter looks us over.
"Wedding tattoos?" she offers a cold grin.
"Oh god no!!! We are coming from Prom!" we are standing on the other side of the counter. "I want a few piercings!" I smile.
"I want a rose tattoo!" beams Roman behind me.
"Seriously???"
"Yes!" his eyes widen and his eyebrows shoot up. "Like the ones on your lower back!"
I shove him playfully.
"What piercing's doll?" her smile turns soft and genuine.
"Nipples and clit!"
"Elena???" he laughs. Roman slides his arm around my waist. "We are not going to be able to have sex!" he frowns.
The tattoo shop girl scoffs loudly, sitting back down on her chair.
I roll my eyes at Roman. "We are having sex."
"Dragon, I have one for you!" she grins looking over her shoulder. "Alissa, does the best roses!" she calls Alissa forward too.
Dragon is not some common name. Sure enough, it has been confirmed, he comes walking around the corner.
"Elena!!! What are you doing here?" he bites his top lip. "It's been a long while!" he grins rubbing the back of his neck, his smile fades as he looks Roman over.
Roman is talking to Alissa about the rose he wants. She asks to see my roses.
"Shit, there is two layers of stuff on me."
"Let's go to the piercing room, it's private. You will have to take all this off anyway." she points to my big ass dress.
We all follow Dragon to the private room. It's cold and it smells like antiseptic, reminds me of a doctor's office. Dragon covers the bed in paper, Roman unzips my dress, his warm hand brushes over the lingerie under. I step out of the dress and it sits up on the floor frozen.
"God damn Elena!" he sucks a sharp breath in.
I stand in front of him in my black lace corset, garter, crotchless panties and black stockings, they have lace trim at the thigh and a small spider print.
"Take this!" says Dragon handing Roman a black hospital gown from the other side of the privacy curtain. "Button side in the front, Elena."
Roman helps me out of the corset. "Alissa come take a look!" he says.
The curtain swooshes her hand comes around.
"Those are good. Can I take a picture?" I nod at her and she takes her phone out.
Alissa and Roman leave us, I leave the stockings on, the rest of me is bare. I can feel heat rush my cheeks. I step around the curtain and Dragon has already set everything up. I need these piercings, they are part of my get up for Illia's birthday. I am going to be handing heart attacks like the smut peddlers on the strip. He motions for me to sit on the bed, he opens my gown. His hand shakes, he is struggling to keep his composure.
"How have you been?"
"Good, just working!" his shoulders relax.
Dragon cleans me up and marks the spot he is going to pierce. I look away I don't want to know what he is doing. I focus on his longer blond hair, the yellow lines in his blue eyes. His black shirt stretches around his biceps, his arms are have a few sparse tattoos. I do it, there is no way not to look down. It's been years since I have seen "the beast". Even soft, it struggles against his jeans. My mind goes to the gutter wondering, what would he feel like now? I hand him my gold jewelry, I heal faster with gold. Dragon mumbles something but I can't make it out. Too busy drooling.
My hands grip the sides of the bed, he does the nipples. His gloved hands touch me gently.
"Lay back."
I barely felt anything, leaning back he makes me scoot to the end of the table. That dread of seeing the gyno rushes over me, it's my least favorite appointment to go to. I take a deep breath like he tells me to. My eyes drift down to him, he is sitting down on the small stool just kind of watching me. Heat rolls over my whole body, fucking cute asshole he is going to make me wet looking at me like that. His eyes meet mine and he snaps out of it. "Thank God!!!" I say to myself.
My eyes move to the ceiling once more.
"So is he your boyfriend?"
I smirk. "No!"
I don't offer more information on my relationship status with Roman.
"Are you seeing anyone?" his voice cracks and his Serbian accent becomes prominent. "Do you call anyone your boyfriend?" he clarifies like he can read my mind, like he knows what is going on in my life right now.
"No!"
"Hmmm!" he pushes away from me, the rolling stool squeals.
"All done!"
Dragon is going over aftercare.
"Can you help me?" I ask interrupting him mid sentence.
He moves behind the curtain with me. His cold hands zip the corset up without uttering a word, he waits. I get in my dress and pull the bodice up. I reach to zip it but he beats me to it. He hands me a bag with cleaning solution, the instructions he just went over and his card. Dragon told me to text him if I have any questions. He leaves the room so quickly it almost gives me whiplash.
Alissa is almost finished up with Roman, I go ahead and pay for the both of us. The shop is empty, it's late in the night. I head to the bathroom just to splash some cold water on my face.
The door creaks and I step inside. I brace myself on the sink and then I hear it. Soft grunts, skin slapping, cursing in Serbian. My core lights up like the fucking 4th of July fireworks display. Memories of him flood my mind, overpowering everything else. His hand gripping his massive cock, stroking it up and down, circling over his tip. All while Gemma and I are fucking each other, he never touched us not once. We are close to the same age, he just didn't trust himself. He is too big, that would have hurt. Dragon's grunts become louder and I am so turned on, I want to reach down and rub but I can't, not for a few weeks. I can feel myself engorge and drip.
He was too big back then but now... my filthy thoughts get interrupted.
"Elle, are you alright? Do you need help with the dress?" asks Roman.
Dragon stops making sounds and then a quiet "Fuck!" Oh god he came. That only drives my need higher, I lick my lips as I stare in my own reflection.
"Nope. I'm coming!" I grin, why did I say it like that.