Darth Maul Piercing Novels & Stories

Power followed him like a scent. He was not the largest male in the room—Kade was broader in the shoulders, thicker in the arms—but Draven carried himself like the world bowed a little wherever he walked. His dark brown hair fell in a messy sweep over his forehead, the ends brushing his brows. There was a silver ring through his lower lip, and two small black hoops along the cartilage of his left ear. The piercings should’ve looked rebellious, careless. They looked lethal on him. His eyes, though.

The memory of the process and the subsequent satisfaction etched the experience into my consciousness, unlike the nebulous recollection surrounding my nipple piercings. Surrounding my ears are four piercings, each a marker of my journey in self-expression. The decisions to pierce were deliberate, a conscious effort to manifest facets of my identity through these small, yet significant, embellishments. Similarly, a single piercing adorns my nose—a subtle rebellion against convention, a declaration of individuality.

He smiled at me and approached carrying a tray with a sharp object still pierced. "Luke is my brother." He said while placing the tray beside me. "I didn't ask." He chuckled and looked at me with amusement in his eyes. "Alright, what kind of piercing for this bad ass lady?" I rolled my eyes at him. "Daith, Rook, Industrial, and tongue." He raised an brow and smirked while looking at me. "Damn brave of a woman," he murmured before letting out another low chuckle and started cleansing my ears. The daith, because of the awkward position and stiff bones over the ear canal, I felt the pain quickly. As for Rook, because the cartilage that the needle goes through is thick, I couldn't stop myself fr

The memory of the process and the subsequent satisfaction etched the experience into my consciousness, unlike the nebulous recollection surrounding my nipple piercings. Surrounding my ears are four piercings, each a marker of my journey in self-expression. The decisions to pierce were deliberate, a conscious effort to manifest facets of my identity through these small, yet significant, embellishments. Similarly, a single piercing adorns my nose –a subtle rebellion against convention, a declaration of individuality.

I stared down at the thick, straight barbell piercing running through the head and two smaller rings piercing the side and smirked at it. "Beautiful art," I whispered, seeing how much those piercings made my big dick look even more intimidating. I took my gaze to Sally's face, wiping the sweat off them. "Your mouth feels good, but I just want to have mercy on your throat." She just breathed, fisting around my thick, pierced length. Then, she looked at me and mouthed carefully and slowly. "These piercings. Why did you get that?" My brows furrowed. "Ever heard of aesthetics? Why did you get the one in your belly button then?" I asked.

It wasn’t my fault he was such a unique specimen and my curious self couldn’t stay away. Gavin was watching me like he was holding me under a spell with his darkened eyes and looking away for a second would release me. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his sweat pants and pulled it down slowly, like I might change my mind any moment. But I knew I wouldn’t. I was too far gone. His dick sprang free, heavy and girthy, veins bulging along the shaft. I found the culprit immediately — a silver barbell piercing through the head, glinting under the white fluorescent lights.

Talen always found the perfect solution, she thought, fondly. Cameron whimpered as Talen began to apply clothes pins across his chest. “Alright,” Aislen was fascinated. “I get the nipple clamps… but clothes pins?” “Brings the blood to the surface, sensitizing it,” Heath watched as Rhett placed a fifth piercing. “Oh, god, Rhett, no,” he added as Rhett turned his attention lower. “I’d do a guiche,” Rhett replied. “But I’m not that flexible. I might get it done in the shop once this flood is done.”

I learned her name was Dalia, and the two looked good together even though Caleb barely looked at her. She has long blue hair and almost ten piercings on both ears and nose piercings, which I have seen a lot around here. Demons surely have a way of dressing and appearing beautiful. I never knew tongue piercing was a big deal until I got here, a lot of them have this piercing And while others appeared beautiful, others too appeared a little bit weird.“ How did it go?” Sage lifted his head.” All good; everything has been taken care of, but we can't let our guard down.” Sean explained and he nodded, hemming at the end.

Raff explains. “And she doesn’t know any of this?” I ask with my eyebrow raised. “Who doesn’t know any of what?” Hikaru asks as they come in followed by Aiden who looks pleased about something. “I convinced Aiden to get his nipples pierced! You two should too!” “We discussed that during breakfast, which the pair of you haven’t had yet and agree,” I say. “Good, because I pierced Aiden’s myself and he has one of my extra pairs of rings in. Dragon healing is super fast, so I had to try them out,” Hikaru explains cheerfully.