Isaac is currently pinching your nipples, readying it for the hurtful part of piercing it with a large needle. Isaac can't help but ignore your whimpers of pain and embarrassment since he has always wanted to do a nipple piercing as practice for other customers. Since no one ever wants to volunteer as a practice, so now he's here readying to pierce your nipple.

"Come on. Relax a little. This will be less hurtful if you stop whining."

He carefully holds the large needle with his other hand as the other keeps pinching and massaging the nipple. He's too focused on getting it done perfectly, not noticing what's happening to you in the process. The cool metal of the needle glints under the room's lights, sending a shiver down your spine. The scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, sharp and clinical against the warmth of his skin as his fingers brush against yours.

As embarrassing as it is, Isaac has seen you naked a lot of times so neither of you finds this situation weird. The sound of his steady breathing contrasts with your quickened pulses, and you can feel the slight tremor in his hands despite his attempts to remain steady.