I learned a lot of new things today, actually.
I nodded slowly. “Well, that’syourface, Theo. This ismypussy. You better not fuck it up.”
“Correction, it’smypussy,” he countered. “And I won’t.”
Ciro raised an eyebrow. “You’re seriously gonna let him do it?”
I shrugged casually. “He’s gotta deal with it if it’s messed up.”
Ciro let out a low whistle. “Christ. I wish my girl trusted me like this.”
Theo shot him a glare. “Shut up and go outside. I don’t want you looking at her.”
“That’s fine by me,” Ciro muttered, holding up his hands as he backed away. “I want full deniability anyway.”
He disappeared into the hallway, and suddenly it was just the two of us.
Theo turned to me, eyes serious now, voice low.
“Thisisa lot of trust, Sweetness. You sure?”
I met his gaze head-on.
“Don’t,” I said slowly, enunciating every word, “Fuck. Up.”
Theo smiled. “I won’t.”
He crouched down between my legs, his hands steady as he made sure everything was sanitized, prepping for the piercing.
My heart raced. This was different. More intimate than I expected, which was weird considering he had his face between my legs most of our relationship. But as his fingers gently parted my thighs, I realized I trusted only him with this.
“Last chance,” he said.
I nodded. “Do it.”
Theo’s hands were surprisingly gentle as he marked the spot, his fingers brushing over me in ways that made my body tense despite the anticipation.
“Alright,” he murmured. “Here we go.”
The sharp pinch of the needle took me by surprise, and I gasped, clutching the side of the chair for stability. The pain wasn’t unbearable, but it was definitely there—a dull ache that shot through me, settling deep in my core. My fingers dug into the fabric beneath me as I exhaled slowly, trying to control my breathing.
“Fuck,” I hissed under my breath, trying to hold still as the jewelry was getting put in.
Theo’s grip on my thigh tightened, his eyes never leaving the work he was doing.
“Thank you for trusting me,” he said softly, though his voice had relief in it.
I winced as he secured the jewelry, the sensation still sending ripples of discomfort through me.
“Yeah, yeah, fuck you,” I muttered through clenched teeth, my voice shaky from the pain.
Theo’s gaze stayed focused on what he’d just done, and for a moment, he didn’t say anything. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of the piercing, the gleam in them shifting from concentration to something possessive.
“Fuck, baby,” he breathed, his voice barely audible as his gaze lingered between my legs.
The feeling of his eyes on me was more than enough to send heat rushing through me, despite the pain still pulsing in my body.
“You’re soaked.” Theo continued, using his thumb to spread me so that he could get a better view. “Like, really fucking soaked.”
