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nip it in the bud

"So?" retorted Taehyung mulishly, "I am a man of diverse tastes. I can appreciate both vanilla and some of the more– experimental stuff."

"Hmm," you hummed, "I wanted to get nipple piercings, they're adventurous right? And it's not because I think that if I do this he'll get back together with me. But maybe he's the one who kept me trapped and complacent. Maybe he's the reason I'm not bold. I just wanted to try something new."

Taehyung scoffed, "You didn't have to go to such drastic and permanent measures. You can barely handle the nipple clamp. You would've cried and complained the entire month that you had to wait for your nipples to heal. You forget that, I know you. Oh Y/N," Taehyung suddenly recalled, "You can't do sexy stuff with your nipples while they heal so how exactly would that have helped you during your kinky adventures?"

You narrowed your eyes at him, "You don't know me that well!"

"No?"

"I'm gonna lose my deposit," you griped. "This is the worst day of my life."

"You are so dramatic Y/N," Taehyung replied, "How can this be the worst day of your life?!" he demanded, "What about the day Donghyun broke up with you and pushed you head first through the five stages of grief?"

"Donghyuk," you corrected. Taehyung made a face at you, contorting his handsome visage into something that made you let out a loud laugh, visibly showing he did not give one fuck about what your former boyfriend's name was.

"It's not a complete loss, Y/N," Taehyung murmured.

"Why do you say that?" you asked.

Taehyung placed those devilishly sexy and large hands on your waist pulling you closer to the edge of the table to where he was seated besides you. You gasped at how his grasp almost entirely circled your waist until his widespread fingers were millimeters away from meeting each other. "Ever had sex with the owner of a tattoo parlor?" he breathed, his deep voice purposefully gravelly and husky.

"No," you murmured, hardly daring to believe that Taehyung returned your affections. The long buried feelings from your secret crush on Taehyung all those years ago, erupting once again in your heart.

"You don't need to get piercings to make it fun, Y/N," Taehyung tantalized.

"You'll tell me about the seventh piercing?" you confirmed.

Taehyung barked out a laugh. "I'll do you one better," he murmured, "I'll show you where it is." He finished off with a rakish wink.

"Can I kiss you?" you asked, hands already moving forward to cup his chiseled cheeks and jaw within their grasp.

"Hold on one second," Taehyung chuckled, peering at you playfully as he looked up at you from where his face was in between your palms. "I gotta do one thing first."

Taehyung went to remove the metal clamps from your poor neglected nipple that had gone slightly numb from being within its confines this entire time. "My poor Y/N," Taehyung softened his tone as he rubbed your breast to bring back the feeling. "I'm sorry for not doing this earlier."

He ducked his head, his plush lips wrapping around the abused peak as he soothed it with warm wet licks and light suction. You let out a high pitched sound and then choked when the cool metal ball on his tongue slinked against your sore nipple as he twirled his tongue around the flesh. He was uncharacteristically gentle though he was spitting against your breast and spreading the welcome coolness around the hard peak.

You let your hands go up to his head, fingers raking themselves into silky soft black waves, holding him into place while he worshiped your chest. Soon, Taehyung switched over to the other breast, enveloping it in the warm wet heat of his mouth, as well. He was much rougher this time as he didn't have to be careful. His teeth grazed the hard bud, nipping the nipple lightly as you found yourself letting out endless keens.