Page 7 of Accidentally Falling for Her
Kissing Aspen really was lovely; she’s an excellent kisser, way better than any of the guys I’ve dated. I hope things work out for them; they’d make such a cute couple.
My timer goes off, and I move to heat shock the cells to make them more permeable before transferring them back to the ice water. The rest of the experiment goes smoothly, and after I’ve turned in my plates to the instructor to transfer to the incubator and have cleared my station, I say goodbye to my lab partner and head to meet Aspen and Arthur for lunch in the cafeteria of our dorm.
They have my favorite grilled lemon chicken today, and I’m all smiles as I approach the table where Aspen and Arthur are already bickering like an old married couple. They’re adorable.
“There’s no way your parents won’t find out,” Arthur insists.
“Why the hell would they ever see my nipples?” Aspen questions, and I do a double take.
“Okay, y’all need to catch me up because I’ve clearly missed something exciting,” I say with a laugh.
“Apparently Aspen has decided to get her nipples pierced,” Arthur informs me.
My gaze immediately dips to Aspen’s perfect tits. I’ve always been jealous of how perky and cute they are.Way more manageable than mine.“Oh my God, that’s amazing. That’ll be so hot with all the lingerie you’re always wearing!” I point out, picturing how sexy she’ll look with the new jewelry. Arthur better lock her down quickly, because she’s already the most attractive girl I’ve seen at our school. Add in some secret piercings, and it almost isn’t fair to the rest of us.
“When’s the appointment? Can I come with you?” I eagerly ask.
Aspen’s mouth stretches into a wide grin as she eyes me skeptically. “You want to watch me get my nipples pierced?”
“Obviously. I want to do everything with you,” I remind her.
“The appointment is at seven,” she says, still smiling at me.
Arthur is laughing now. “I’ll sit this one out, but I hope you twohave fun.”
“I’ve never beenin a tattoo studio before,” I say as I admire all the artwork covering the walls. Everything is decorated in black or red and the shop is playing metal music really loudly. It’s exactly what I pictured, and yet so much better.
“Me either, but I think I love it,” Aspen comments, looking around. She already gave them her ID and signed a bunch of paperwork. “These are so pretty,” she adds, pointing at something labeled a “nipple ring shield” in the display case. There’s a barbell that must go through the piercing with gemstones on either side, and an elaborate metal half circle that resembles lace that I think would hang below the nipple.
“You’ll have to wait until you’re fully healed to wear something like that,” the piercer warns as they come back to the front. “Is your friend staying out here or do you want them in the room?”
Aspen turns to me with a raised brow.As if I’d want to wait in the lobby.“I’d love to come with y'all if you’re okay with it.” She laughs, nodding, and we follow the piercer back into a private room.
“Are you nervous?” I whisper, not wanting to distract the piercer while they set up all the supplies.
“Nah, hopefully the pain will only last a few seconds, and then I’ll have pretty boobs for a really long time,” she answers, staring down at her chest.
“Your boobs are already perfect,” I assure her. She must not have been expecting that reply, though, because her head jerks up to stare at me instead, blinking a few times before she laughs again.
The piercer is very professional as they have her remove her top and bra, an elaborate red-lace covered push-up that I recognize as a part of a set she recently ordered. I wish I could see what it looks like with the thong she must be wearing… maybe she’ll show me later.
They take a while marking where the piercing should go, and then when Aspen agrees the placement is correct, they have her lay down on their padded table and take out the biggest needle I’ve ever seen. I’m sitting on the side opposite the piercer, sweating just looking at the thing, and it isn’t going anywhere near me. Aspen seems totally calm, though. “You’re so brave,” I encourage, gripping her hand so she can squeeze mine if she needs to.
“It’s just a piercing.” She laughs.
I shake my head, moving a strand of her hair off her face with my free hand. It’s so soft, I keep playing with it as I explain what I mean. “Not just for getting a piercing, honey. I love how you don’t hesitate to go after what you want. You decided you wanted to do this, what, this morning?” She nods, smirking. “And here we are, hours later, nohesitation. You’re so confident in everything you do. It’s inspiring.”
Aspen is biting her lip now as she stares at me. She isn’t always the best at accepting compliments, but that doesn’t stop me from giving them. She deserves to hear how amazing she is.
“Alright, on three.” They push the needle in without actually counting and Aspen’s grip on my hand tightens as she gasps. “Great job, halfway done.” Aspen lets out a little laugh, hand still squeezing mine, but she gets through the rest of the appointment with no problems.
“They look even better than I thought they would,” I comment as I look over Aspen’s shoulder in the full length mirror. “Best boobs on campus,” I say with a wink.
“You can’t seethem with this bra on, you know that, right?” Aspen asks, laughing as she catches me staring at her boobs for the hundredth time this week. We’re at another crowded frat party with Arthur and his friends. Unfortunately, Aspen is right, and her padded bra is hiding her new piercings, but it only makes it more exciting that I know they’re there when no one else does.
I laugh as well. “Sorry, honey, I can’t help it. I know what you’re hiding, and I can’t stop thinking about them.”
“Should I be concerned that you seem to constantly be thinking about my tits?” she teases.
