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“Mm… I’ll do a good job, darling. Don’t worry.” Shayera’s voice held a warm, caring tone as she hovered over Katar, who looked up at her like she was his entire world. In a way, she was- especially with what they were signifying to each other. The new piercings sparkled against her lobes, a stark reminder to any Thanagarian that she was married. Katar had taken his time to do them as perfectly as he could, and now Shayera was going to return the favor. “You get to sit still and look pretty for me.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Katar takes a shaky breath. He was laid back with Shayera straddling his waist, leaned over enough that he could feel her breath against his cheek, making his body feel warm all over. Engaged. He’d been dreaming about this night for ages. What he would do to her once his ears were pierced… what she would do to him. Someone else might mistake the quivering in his body for nerves, but both Thanagarians knew that it was something more akin to excitement. “I’ll be good.”
The promise pulls a smile to Shayera’s lips as she readies the needle. She’d already had a clamp down on his ears, attempting to numb them a little, so now she removes it as she lines it up. “Take a deep breath for me, Katar.”
As he does, he feels the sharp pain as the needle pierces through, pushed in slowly and carefully by Shayera’s steady and confident hand. Pain wasn’t unfamiliar to Katar, but this felt so much more intimate. It was pain shared between them, pain caused by the absolute love he held for Shayera. Something that couldn’t be taken back. When the needle is withdrawn, an earring quickly replaces it, and his skin tingles as Shayera’s hand brushes his cheek.
“There. One down.” Shayera draws back long enough to look down at Katar, a hearty laugh erupting from her lips as she sees his expression. “Oh, you’re naughty. You liked that, didn’t you? The pain? I can feel you.”
“Shayera…” Katar groans, especially as Shayera shifts, but she’s only teasing him. He wouldn’t do anything, not until they were both pierced and satisfied with their engagement, but he couldn’t help but to think about the many ways that he had and would claim Shayera as his. “You know I like anything you do to me. But the piercing means so much more…”
“It does, doesn’t it? You’re mine, Katar Hol. Soon, we’ll be bonded in name, as well.” She leans down to give him a kiss, letting it last, before pulling away to continue. “But you can’t get distracted yet. Now, I have to do your other ear. You’ll wait.”
“Yes. Yes, I will.” Katar takes another few deep breaths, settling himself back down once again. It was always a pleasure to have Shayera on top of him, but this time meant so much more. “Be gentle with me, yeah?”
Shayera snorts. “Sure. Gentle.”
Katar feels this one much more than he did the last. He isn’t sure if it’s because Shayera was scolding him a little, or if he was just that much more sensitive now that he’d gotten the first one done. Either way, it gets a grunt and a gasp out of him, his hands tightening in their hold on Shayera’s waist. When the needle slides out and the earring in, his breathing shaky as he tries to catch it, staring up at Shayera with his eyes blown wide.
“There you go. You’re all done, darling.” Shayera sets the needle aside, cleaning up any blood before she leans down to kiss Katar again. “Now… we are promised to each other, and no one else. You are mine, Katar Hol.”
Katar can’t help but to press up into the kiss as he pulls Shayera down against him, rocking his hips. “Mm… And you are mine, Shayera Thal.”