Ear Piercing Blood Bubble Novels & Stories

"Baby, I'm really fine." “You’re so pale...” "It's normal,” he cut me off, drawing me towards him, "How about you help me shower before we go to sleep in that super bed that awaits us? I have dry blood and it is a bit itchy.” “Can you get your head wet?” "The sutures are covered by a waterproof adhesive,” he explained turning us towards our bathroom. "I just have to be careful with the big bulge that will take a few days to get off, the boy has strength, baby. I think he’ll be able to practice baseball.”

He rоllѕ аwау from mе toward thе wall, blood spatters, and mу соnfіdеnсе rеturnѕ. Just thеn I’m ѕtunnеd bу a slap tо thе bасk of head. Mу face bоunсеѕ оff the соnсrеtе, аnd I fееl рrеѕѕurе іn my ears. Tеаrѕ роur frоm my еуеѕ and I ѕее a ріесе оf аnсіеnt bubble gum оn the раvеmеnt nеxt to mу face. I’m ѕtunnеd by thе раіn shooting dоwn my neck, but I mаkе ѕurе nоt tо move, nееdіng tо trісk thеm іntо thіnkіng I’m dоwn.

“Doesn’t sound like I have much of a choice, so let’s do it, just one problem though my ears aren’t pierced, so your tracker is useless,” “Then we will have to fix that, won’t we,” Allie squeals, and I get scared. “Ok, I need some square ice, a sterilized needle, and some alcohol of both kinds,” She ordered. Liam runs to get the needle and starts sterilizing it while Melanie gets the alcohol. “Here you go,” She laughs. “Rubbing alcohol for your ears while the tequila will help you to relax so have a shot,” Liam comes back with the needle and hands it to Allie who tosses it into a small bowl filled

Then it aggressively flips the car upside down, producing a head-shaking thud. Both Davide and I gasp in pain. When I inch my eyes open, my vision is blurred and one of my eyes is stinged with something oozy and sticky. Weakly, I lift my hand to my brow near that eye. I jolt in pain when my fingertips prod my brow. Without the need to see what my fingertips felt while prodding my brow, I know then that the oozy, sticky, painful and rusty-smelling liquid is my blood.

I groan as the sharp pain makes my ears hurt as well. ‘Calm down,’ Amaia says gently. I let out a shaky sigh. Sweat trickles down my forehead and it is then that I realise that something is trickling out of my ears and nose. Thinking it’s sweat, I wipe it with my fingers only to realize that it is not sweat, but blood. I can only stare at the red-stained fingers in astonishment and…. Fear. Because despite being a doctor, I am not sure what is wrong with me. ~~~~~~

“If we just pulled the sharp object from a puncture wound…that would resulted in a excessive bleeding..like now….but if we left this wound…just like this…I can’t use my hand…” While instructed Hwa Young while at the same time teaching her lightly, everyone were rather scared right now, afraid that I would make things even worse than it already was, even Hwa Young were panicking as she followed my lead and pulled out the shard glass as I instructed. As she did pulled out the shard, at that moment even more blood flows out, which I guided her hand to put pressure on my wound.

Could sex with someone she’d only met a couple of days ago unleash emotions that strong? Was it deeper than that? Her earring got stuck as she tried to shove the post through the ancient hole, the back of the earlobe grown over. A few layers of skin had closed up the back of the lobe and she worked to center the end of the post over the spot where the lump of scar tissue was thickest. Gritting her teeth, she forced the metal rod through, the hot sting of newly-pierced tissue evolving into a throb. Her favorite pearl earring dangled nicely. Was it worth the pain?

The piercings were still quite sensitive. Michael had turned out to be quite patient when it came to my piercings. He had chosen them and asked for my approval. Rose-gold coloured, my favourite colour, for all three piercings. Up top he eyed the simple nipple barbells, which were vertically pierced, and for down there, a ring with a stone on it. The grin he bore afterwards as he checked them out was almost picture worthy. But then his face grew worried. "That's ... quite red and swollen." He sounded unsure and moved up to my face to see if I was alright.