What Does The Bible Say About Nose Piercings Novels & Stories

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I took in the rest of his appearance. His body was void of tattoos, and nothing about his features gave him away as a Mafia boss. Instead, his fingers were adorned with silver skull rings, and a silver nose ring sat perfectly on his nose. Both sides of his eyebrows were pierced, and I couldn't help but wonder which other parts of his body were similarly pierced. His nipples? Cock? Navel? I mentally scolded myself for even thinking about it. "Fuck you, Jayce," I hissed, shifting nervously on my seat. Biting on my bottom lip. "You can't seriously be thinking about useless things right now."

The anticipation has me rock hard. Nova slips their arms out of their jumper and lets it slide to the floor, leaving them in just a pair of very tight lacy panties. I take my jacket off and Nova slowly unbuttons my shirt, licking my nipples and kissing their way down my torso. Perfect, because from there they will be eye level when they unwrap their gift. They tug at my waistband and I tell them to go carefully. I am not wearing anything under the velvet leggings and as I spring free Nova’s eyes go wide and they gasp in surprise. “I always wanted to get one, but I was hesitant. Being with you makes me brave. Besides, I figured you would enjoy it.” I say as they stare at the shiny silver rin

“Sir Ares, could it be… Are you gay?” “Whether or not I am, you can verify it yourself.” He moved his hand to her ear. The three piercings were said to be a symbol for the three children she had. Rose’s ears grew red. The guy’s hand seemed to have magical powers. Electricity waves were generated wherever they touched. “Sir Ares, aren’t we doing official business here?” Rose reminded him. Jay retorted, “Aren’t we doing it now?” Rose had a sudden realization. It seemed that this guy was deliberately choosing his words to con her! The thing that he said they should do was referring to this degenerate thing!

"Oh, p**n." "Can you blame me? When you are single you-" "Not judging you", Sara shook her head. "I was just curious, that's why." "You do know I know when you are lying", I nudged her. "I know those eyes." My heart skipped a beat. "Are you thinking about-?" "I did have them in the past - nipple piercings I mean", she admitted. "But I took them out because Noah didn't like it. But not immediately though."

I barely heard what she said next as I continued to happily munch. “You want a nose piercing?” “Yeah.” Taking in her wide eyes, I shrinked a little in my seat with a nervous swallow. “Is that bad?” “No. No! I just wasn’t expecting that.” A nervous smile wobbled on her face as Daniella honey brown eyes cut towards her. Her jaw worked slowly, eyes narrowing dangerously towards Dola. “But I think you getting a piercing is a great idea!” “Daniella.” “What?” Her gaze flickered towards me. “I didn’t do anything.”

"Yes sir." "Not under the influence of anything right?" "Do I seem like that kind of girl?" I asked. "No, you don't." He smiled slightly. Well he's wrong. I'm definitely high right now. Tristian came with me. I sat down and grabbed his hand. I was kind of nervous about the pain. The piercer made the mark on my nose and asked if I liked it. It was on the same side as Tristian's. "Perfect." I smiled.

He groaned when she only pulled his ears harder staring at the upper side of his ears which was pierced, his nose was pierced, and his other left ear was also pierced She stared down at his lips and cursed, it was pierced. She wondered if Raze was obsessed with Piercing if all the years of torment as a kid didn't haunt him enough and if all the harsh piercings they gave to his body and the private area weren't enough. She hated it, she hated the fact that he tried to stop him from remembering what he went through but he was still adamant. She had watched him sit on his own, take a knife to pieces his skin, he had popped open his veins before and told her that he was just having fun.

And I do, drink in every line, every shadow, every promise written across his skin. My eyes track the trail of hair down his stomach, watch his fingers dip to the waistband of his jeans. He’s watching me watch him, lips curling into a smirk like he already knows I’m about to lose it. He pushes his pants down slow, like he’s giving me a show, and yeah, I’m watching. Then I see it. Pierced. A gleaming barbell right through the thick head of his cock, shaped like a Saint Andrew’s cross. I swear my breath catches so hard it punches heat straight through me. My eyes go wide.

He makes filthy, wrecked sounds that please me immensely. I drag my mouth down his body again. Slower this time. I reach his hips and suck a hard, dark mark into the dip just inside his right hipbone because I can. It’ll sit there for a week. He moans through his clenched teeth. I move lower. I don't touch the ring. I take his balls into my mouth instead. Lightly. The piercer said no soaking, no full mouth on the PA for two weeks. They didn't say a goddamn thing about the rest of him.

Aside from that, there's no harm in trying. I took out my phone and opened the bible app that came with it, and to my amazement, Mister Handsome was correct. "Proverbs 4:25 says, 'Let your eyes be straight ahead; fix your gaze directly ahead of you.'" The bible chapters from Proverbs were exalted. I suddenly recall something, and things start to make sense to my ear. "Wait! "I thought it was a romantic way of saying sorry?" I asked. "Well. As you can see, the Bible is chock-full of surprises." Mister handsome remarked, smiling.