Not So Delicate ||18+|| ✔️

Brooklyn ~67~

Warning: Oral sex

A few days had passed and the guys had been busier than ever. They had finally been able to put a pinpoint on Alek's location. Milo and I have been Facetiming and calling each other at every moment we could. Zachary had to turn off the call when we had fallen asleep. The call had lasted 27 hours.

I told him about everything that happened and the next day when we called, he had a cake that said "Baddest Betch" on it. I nearly pissed myself from laughter when he said he forgot how to spell bitch.

He made me 'blow' out the scented candles Ethan held and then cheered. After that, we fell down a rabbit hole. It felt refreshing talking to him. I knew he wouldn't judge and I didn't overthink anything with him. I knew I should feel the same towards my men but there's always that underlying feeling that if I say the wrong thing, they'll leave me.

Zachary managed to get the other two out of the condo, leaving just us two. I was relaxing on the balcony, watching the sun start to slowly set. I feel Zach's hands drop on my shoulder, rubbing my arms gently.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" He whispers, gently kissing the exposed skin of my shoulder. I smile softly and nod. "One hundred percent?"

"A million."

"You know the consequences of this, don't you?" He asks softly, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Are you trying to convince me to back down?" I narrowed my eyes even though he couldn't see me. He chuckles softly and kisses my neck softly, tugging me inside and leading me to his room. My nerves were ecstatic with excitement.

"Sit down, let me go get everything ready." He kisses me softly and walks into his bathroom. I sit on his bed, anxious for what's about to happen.

Sure, it was a last-minute decision but I wanted it.

Plus, it would benefit all four of us.

"Okay, darling. Take off your shirt for me and lay down." Zachary said softly, walking in with a few items. I do as he says and remove my shirt, taking my bra off with it. It felt weird to expose myself again, but there was something about the way he froze and stared at me that had me craving all of them to look at me.

"Can you tell me everything you're gonna do before you do it?" I ask softly, laying down against his pillows. He snaps out of his trance and smiles at me before nodding and walking over. He sits beside me, placing the items down in front of him and putting on gloves.

"One of these days I'll pierce these pretty things." Callan once said. It had me thinking about it since then. What better surprise could I give him than this? Zachary had said that I wouldn't be getting any attention on my breasts for a while because of the soreness. But by Christmas time they should be healed. However, it has come to my attention that when it comes to these three, pain contributes to pleasure.

"Okay, first I need to disinfect the area." He rips open an alcohol wipe and opens it up, pressing it to my breasts and wiping over my nipples. It was cold, making my nipples perk. I look at him closely, watching his jaw tick and his lips tug up subtly. "I'm going to mark where the piercing goes and I want you to tell me if that's where you want it."

He does as he says and takes out a felt-tip blue pen, he fondles my breast a little before marking my nipple. He hands me a mirror and looks at me expectantly. I look at the placement and nod.

"You sure?"

"HIV positive."

"You can't just say that!" He laughs before rolling his eyes at me. I couldn't help but laugh with him. "Hold still, weirdo."