You:<br/><br/>"Out. We won't be long. Don't worry I will be with you the whole time." Alan said getting his crutches as he moved easily around the house with them now. He got himself dressed with a bit of help from Nate before they got in the car. He had to learn to drive with the other foot but he was happy he could at least now manage with his wrists more or less healed up. It wasn't a far drive to the tattoo place and he was quick to find parking right outside. "We're here." he said casually looking over to Nate watching for his reaction as he got out of the car.<br/><br/>He didn't know what the man would think of his act or need. "Come now." he gestured to the other getting the crutches to move into the shop. The man that greeted them was large but relaxed, body coated in a way that was expected for that sort of place as he looked over Alan and Nate very much standing out as the 'white collar suite and tie guys' in this establishment but there was no hesitation from Alan as he approached the counter. "Hi I'm Alan Hunter we spoke on the phone?" he said and the man smiled barely visible behind his beard. "Ya they should be ready." he said glancing back to Nate behind him when he moved behind the curtain but only gone for a second before he brought back two gold hoops. They were akin to Alan's gold eyes in color and if Nate moved closer to examine them he would see the 'Alan.H' engraved into them.<br/><br/>Me:<br/><br/>Nathaniel pouted his pretty lips at him, but it didn't seem to work when he walked past him with his crutches. He didn't like Alan driving, but he liked Alan feeling helpless even less. Besides, the alpha was supposed to take care of him. Regardless, they had a good balance between them. He'd spent the last month helping him, and he didn't argue about Alan driving. He fidgeted the whole drive there, wanting to know if his suspicion was correct. And then they arrived at the tattoo parlor and his lips pierced. "You could have told me," he huffed in protest. Flushing, he stuck near Alan as they went into the place. They were both dressed far too well for such a place.<br/><br/>He kept his head down and out of Alan's way while he talked to the man behind the counter. When they brought the rings to him, he looked at them. They really did look like the color of Alan's eyes, and he saw the engravings. Nate lit up like a Christmas tree and bit his lip, shifting to hide his sudden arousal. God if he dared walked around barefoot with these on anyone would know who he belonged to. Which was sort of the point. Nate took a slow, deep breath, and nodded. "They're perfect," he muttered, dropping them into Alan's hand. "Um, so, how do we do this?"<br/><br/>You:<br/><br/>"I like surprising you from time to time." Alan replied to the protests before he saw how much the rings affected him he couldn't help but give that wolfish smile. "My my... I'm glad I could please you so much." he wanted to grope his omega and show him just how much he was owned but resist the urge his eyes snapping back to the large man who was watching him intently but made no move or noise till Alan gave him a nod. "If you still want, you simple climb into this chair, you will have to partly remove your shift. It shouldn't take more than a few seconds, same as getting your ears done just a little more aftercare." he said hesitantly.<br/><br/>"But I have never done an omega before." he admitted glancing to Alan as there was some rumor they healed faster, "It will be fine." he said with a smile as he looked to Nate with an encouraging glance to the chair as the large man moved to clean his tools. "They will look so beautiful on you..." he shivered at the thought of Nate always feeling them there never having Alan far from his kind.<br/><br/>Me:<br/><br/>Nathaniel was nervous. He wasn't huge on pain unless Alan was administrating it, and even then he was still new to things like spanking and orgasm denial. God he needed to get his mind out of the gutter. "Well it's hard not to when they match your eyes," he said, voice breathy. He prayed his dick would behave itself, though it seemed to just fine as soon as he was sitting in the chair. "I've never had my ears pierced, either," he said, and he wasn't going to. They'd already discussed the possibility of having his nipples pierced, and after wearing clamps on them he wasn't entirely against it.<br/><br/>Though he was still flushed with embarrassment because the damn things were perked up taunt when he lifted his shirt. He looked over at Alan and held his hand out to him. He needed something to ground him, even though he knew it wouldn't hurt too badly. Really he just wanted his alpha's presence to keep him calm. He brimmed over at the praise, able to relax and wait patiently for the process to begin. It hadn't even bothered him that the tattoo artist knew he was an omega.