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Verdant blushed a little as Faolan unbuttoned his shirt, but raised an eyebrow when he saw the tattoos on the demon's back. They were beautiful and intricate, though Verdant hadn't the slightest idea why Faolan would hide them from anyone. "Those tattoos are great, Faolan. Why don't you want to let Adam see them? I get that there's more to them, of course, but... are they bad?"

Verdant frowned as he thought about it. Did the runes mean something bad? He doubted it. Then why hide such beautiful artwork?

"What the ********?" Verdant muttered in shock. How could someone do that to their child?! If he wasn't so angry about such flagrant and horrendous abuse of a child, he'd be crying. Instead of blooms, small black thorny vines creeped down his head, weaving through the strands of his hair. This was new to him, but the rage wasn't. To curse one's child with imminent death like that disgusted him. He never could stand hearing about a child being hurt by a parent...

Verdant swallowed back his rage and shook his head. "Adam wouldn't do that. I don't even think he'd know what they were..."

Verdant nodded solemnly as he retracted his vines, a soft crunching sound accompanying the retraction. "Well, I know what you mean. You can trust Adam, though. He's not like other demons, not that I've met many. He'll do a fine job of the piercing even with your shirt on."

Verdant chuckled when Faolan climbed onto the chair; he was certainly getting comfortable, wasn't he? That was definitely for the best; as Adam had said, the tenser you are, the more it'll hurt. "I've never gotten anything pierced besides my ears, but it did sting a lot when I first got them- that's what I get for getting them all at once. A navel piercing though... well, unless you get turned on by pain, it's going to really suck while he's doing it. He's really quick though, so you won't feel much until after he's done." He stared at Faolan's tummy and grinned. Ellandra would have a field day with that navel piercing...

"Ooh, lucky you! I've yet to meet a guy who can handle a good bite without complaining," Verdant said as he pouted. In all fairness, he didn't bite that hard... most of the time. "It's a real turn off when you're... having fun and they start crying and exaggerating about pain and hemorraging."

He blushed quite a bit when Faolan caught him looking at the demon's stomach. "Hey, you can't blame me, now can you? As for Ellandra... well, she'll either absolutely love it, or only like it a little. I don't think she'd hate it one bit." His money was on her absolutely loving it.

"How long? Um... well, not too long, I'd think. I'd give it maybe four days or so; the pain will go away pretty soon, but the flesh will remain tender." He dared not ask what he meant by having fun with it...

Adam returned with a fairly large case full of shimmering gold and silver navel rings and studs. "Alright, yo, go ahead and choose whichever you like! There's plenty to choose from; take your time."

"Simple? That's so... vanilla. Come on, choose one! It's half the fun of getting pierced!" Adam loved seeing people's choices in piercings. It said a lot about the person's personality.

"Yeah, choose one, Faolan. Even the simplest rings can say a lot about who you are," Verdant chirped as he looked over at the rings. Some were very intricate, while others were simply jewels that embedded themselves into the skin. There would be no settling for Faolan if this nymph had anything to do with it.

Adam took the ring and examined it with a smile. So, that's what he was, huh? He figured as much; most humans don't have horns growing out of their heads. It was nice to meet a fellow demon, especially one who wasn't hell-bent on killing something and was a damn good guy, if not a bit oblivious.

"Alrighty, let's get to some piercing, shall we?" The incubus put on a pair of sterile latex gloves and picked up a decent-sized needle. His eyes glowed for a second before a small blue flame appeared before him. "This isn't ordinary fire, yo, but you know that, right? It just helps the needle go through faster without any blood beign spilled. It's still going ot hurt liek a b***h, though."

And with that, he pinched the skin of Faolan's belly button and jammed the needle through.

Verdant had to stifle his laughter when Faolan yelped in pain. Who the hell was Herne? “Y-you alright there, Faolan? You don’t look so good.” Seriously, the expression on the demon’s face was so funny that he had the nymph clutching his sides.

Adam, meanwhile, was in “business mode”; he left the needle inside the wound as it slowly warmed up with the daemon’s flame. “Just a little bit more, Faolan. I need the needle to be hot so that the wound closes up and heals nicely; otherwise, it could get infected. Almost done…” The incubus tapped the needle a few times, saw that it was as hot as it needed to be, and pulled it out slowly. The faint smell of burning flesh lingered in the air before Adam waved his hand to get it away from him. “Now the ring…” He unclasped the golden ring and slipped it through the hole, securing it with the tiny clasp once more. “And voila! You’re all set!”