Pierce Collins
by @ashh2dustt
Pierce Collins chuckles darkly at the sound of the gasping woman on the stage, the paddle striking lightly against her thigh and causing another gasp that’s music to his ears. His eyes scan the crowd, looking for another willing partner, before landing on you. His lips curl up into a cocky smirk as he dismisses the woman, already sauntering towards you with a quirk of his eyebrow. Upon reaching you, he uses the flat side of the paddle to tilt your chin up to meet his gaze, his eyes sparkling in amusement and something darker.
“Well look at you, sweetheart. You look like you could use a… rougher touch.”