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K since it’s October and stuff I cannot stop thinking about a demon and angel pair and both are both super sneezy??

Like I’m thinking that the demon has a pointy tail that’s able to induce the angel to no end and since the demon must be hot/fiery that just gets the angel’s nose going that much more, and the angel’s wings are completely covered in itchy feathers that turn the demon into an allergic mess. Just the sneezy antics that both get up to could be so so hot.

The demon could use their tail to sneakily slither around the angels peripheral vision and quickly and quietly just shove it in the angel’s nose to send them into a spiral of wet, spraying, regal sneezes. There’s mess, but since the angel is a ‘good’ creature they don’t make things too too wet, unless the demon really really tries.

The angel obviously has to fight back by using their holy wings/feathers to constantly itch and tickle the demons sensitive nose. Since the demon is of another land, the angel uses the demons allergies to holy things to their advantage and as the demon is more of a ‘dark/bad’ creature, their sneezes become snotty and messy right from the get go.

The idea that the angel is from heaven and the demon is from hell is even worse for the demon and vice versa. Their opposite upbringings collide, it’s completely obvious that the two of them should never mix…but they have developed a kind of relationship around their sneeziness. It’s almost like a game to the two of them. The angel uses their holy wings to get the demons allergies turned up to 11, and the demon tries and tries to use their slick precise tail to induce the fuck out of the angels large quivering nose.

Imagine person A gently biting person B all over their body, maybe throwing in sensual licks and kisses throughout.

During this A’s nose starts to itch, maybe it’s the dust freely flowing around B’s room, maybe it’s the multiple cats that constantly scamper around leaving infinite hairs in their wake, either way it’s definitely getting to A’s large perfect allergic nose.

Itching and tickling aside, A continues trailing their tongue, mouth and nose all over B’s naked body. Making slick work of B’s chest, face, belly, thighs, other areas, really anywhere they have access to they make sure to pleasure.

More and more A hitches, their nostrils flaring, widening, quivering like they’ve been in the cold for too long. A’s nose then starts to run and now their tongue isn’t the only thing making B’s skin wet and messy. A just cannot take it anymore, they need to let one itchy sneeze out, just one. As A gears up for their one desperate sneeze they try to get one more gentle bite out of the way near B’s neck, they lightly place their teeth onto B’s skin but the tickle in their nose suddenly becomes too much, A tries to hold it back but simply doesn’t have the strength…they take a breathy hitch in right before their nose explodes with snot all over B’s neck. Since A couldn’t bite down hard during their sneezy mishap they had to push everything out through their nose. All the mess blocking their pretty nostrils shot out in hundreds of clear snotty strings, now completely coating B’s neck, chest, face in slick messy snot.

B doesn’t mind whatsoever, they pull A in for a messy kiss and end up licking A’s runny nose all over, each lick works to detach at least some of the snotty strands still hanging from A’s poor pink nose. B continues kissing each of A’s gushing nostrils then ultimately gives A one last deep sloppy french kiss before ushering A to continue what they started.

Mmm so I’m thinking about mask sneezes, it could be any mask honestly, like a regular old medical one or even a Halloween costume mask, either way it’d need to be quite close to your face, or even touching it for this thought to..be a thing…

Idk I really like the idea of being with your super sick s/o and maybe having to go to a pharmacy or somewhere where you’d want to (or have to) wear a mask…or as another scenario maybe you’re walking along on a Halloween night with your partner and you’re wearing a mask and they’re just wearing some makeup or an item that doesn’t really cover their face so their nose is still..accessible. Either way your partner has a terrible cold, an awfully contagious one that leaves them messy, snotty and horny as hell, at least when they’re around you.

Your partner is a naughty, mischievous little devil and they love teasing you..this paired with the idea that they have a sneezy snotty nose and they might need to let out a few tickly cold ridden sneezes and maybe blow their itchy nose a lil bit could result in some issues for you down the line…

I guess you can’t be surprised when your partner eventually grabs the mask off of your face, just as their nostrils start to widen and flutter, then just unforgivingly unleash a fit of the wettest, snottiest most fabric soaking sneezes possible and as a cherry on top they blow their stuffy nose directly into your poor mask…thoroughly.

Goth punk type person wearing heavy makeup with the works; thick black mascara, midnight black lipstick coating their plump lips, eye shadow plastered around their pretty sullen eyes.

They’re wearing a reflective skin tight latex body suit, their breasts/chest practically popping out of the upper half, while down below their ass is barely contained by the thin strip of material. They also have some fishnets on, which are being strained by having to keep their massive powerful thick thighs in check, each grid-like puncture in the stockings are begging to burst with the amount of thickness they have to keep in check.

They have awful distracting allergies to who knows what, it could be the roses and flowers they have scattered around their apartment, or it could be the three cats they take care of wandering every corner of the place.. either way unless they take their allergy meds they’re a sneezy snotty mess every second they spend there.

Their sneezes, unfortunately for them, are extremely wet and messy. This means that the makeup they prepare so delicately every morning becomes a drippy mess in under an hour, their mascara starts running just as much as their nose is. Their messy snot starts to blend with their eye shadow, their eye liner, their mascara… they’re an absolute mess but thankfully they haven’t had to leave their apartment just yet.

They keep tending to their itchy sneezy nose.. constantly flaring, running and sneezing all of the irritants out. As they sneeze they splatter mess all over their body suit, the snot is slick and glides quickly down their chest, some dripping down into their cleavage/chest but most to their latex coated stomach, then finally drizzling to their thighs.

The more they sneeze and sneeze, the more mess explodes from their makeup brushed nose. They try to contain it all, they try pinching their massive gaping nostrils but it doesn’t work, if anything it makes things more snotty and sloppy.

All of the snotty mess is now starting to pool on their voluptuous thighs, their fishnets are drowning in snot, each little hole that was already strained from the amount of skin they had to contain is now gasping for more air, the mess coats each one like an oil spill infecting an ocean. They end up standing, barely being able to hold themselves up straight considering all the work their nose has had to experience. The snot drips, no, gushes down their legs, then eventually reaches their tall platform boots.

They have to act fast. They first pull off their black boots, don’t want them getting any more ruined than they already are… though they’re now considerably shorter, but that doesn’t matter they need to keep working. Next are the fishnets, they peel them off their skin and they’re drenched, mess falling in small drips every second that they hold them to their face to check the damage done. Lastly they slowly but surely unzip their latex suit and to their horror a wave, no a tsunami, of snot gushes as soon as their breasts/chest are/is able to breathe…the suit must’ve acted as a dam for all the mess that went unnoticed during their constant sneezy fits.

Sloppy make out shesh with a sick sneezy cutie. Tongues continuously interlocking, snot running down from their itchy full nostrils, them trying to breath but they can’t so they just force all the mess out by blowing with as much force as they need to get some air into their red glistening little nose.. of course while you both continue the sensual yet messy kiss…

Obsessing over the idea of someone having terrible snotty allergies or a messy cold and while you’re both cuddled up together they just grab your arm and rub their slick pink nose all over your hand and fingers.

Even better would be if they just stuffed their itchy nose in between your cupped fingers and let out all of the snot blocking their pretty nostrils, just leaving webs of messy mess dripping all over you while you can only just watch.

They look so pathetic, but so cute and adorable. Snot running down their face, tears in their eyes, possibly having makeup running and mixing with.. everything.

Any sneezes that come they just direct towards you…no thought, no hesitation just drenching sneezes that rain down on your hair, face, hands… anything that had the unfortunate luck to be in range of their trembling nose.

In this hierarchy the king holds the most power, while behind closed doors the queen obviously calls the major shots. The people see the king as the leader, but the rulers are a team and make every decision together.

Now.. imagine the queen has a terrible allergy to horses, hay, incense, really anything that can be given as a special gift other than gold she is very very allergic to. Even just the sight of a horse for example will send her into messy fits of the most regal, but wet sneezes imaginable.

These gifts get brought in daily, even hourly, meaning the king and queen must be very careful. They don’t want their image to be tainted by the fact that someone so close to the king could be affected by something as feeble and delicate as an allergy, and an extremely sensitive set of allergies as well, that leaves the queen a sneezy, snotty, desperately pathetic mess of a royal.

Nowww… currently the king is sitting in his HUGE royal chamber, a large sprawling stone floor at his feet, sitting in his throne that’s crafted from the purest gold, jewels and wood. The queen however is in their smaller side room, she’s had a nice idea to take care of any gifts being brought in, just to give the king a little help.

The day’s been a tough one for both of them, the king has had many meetings with various subjects and underlings, while the queen has had different difficulties. She’s been taking care of the gifts that have been flowing in throughout the day, she thought she could fight through her allergies…. But her nose had different plans.

As she managed the gifts the queen’s nose started to drip, then run, then just freely flow like a snotty waterfall. Luckily she had a few handkerchiefs on hand, but those were soiled quite quickly given just how bad her allergies are. Thankfully her nose hasn’t tickled enough to release a sneeze, but she knew it was coming, she could feel the oncoming messy flurry of sneezes that will surely reveal her dreaded weakness.

On she works, viewing the different breeds of horses being gifted, looking over all of the delicious smelling incense and perfumes, but she quickly reaches her limit. This nice gesture she thought was going to help the king might just create more work for him after all….. then, just then her nose betrays her, her nostrils flare big and wide allowing more and more allergens to enter and itch, her nose continues to stream and run vigorously…. She tries to plug her quivering nostrils with her fingers, struggling to fit her large widening nose in between her petite hands….she can’t, she can’t hold the desperate sneezes anymore…. She just has to allow herself… just one sneeze, just one….. her face looks toward the heavens, she asks for forgiveness quietly, with a few onlookers starting to realize what’s about to happen…. The queen hitches one last time before she erupts with a rush of itchy messy snotty sneezes that absolutely soak her surroundings, even the poor onlookers get a “gift” directly from her that they probably weren’t expecting.

Unfortunately for the queen it wasn’t just one, it was many… but now she must move fast, she cannot spoil what she the king have built….. she quickly defers the gifts to one of her workers and scurries out, hands desperately trying to keep all of the overflowing mess and snot at bay until she can get to the king… her king.

She barges into the spacious throne room with force. The king instantly notices what’s going on, with mess slowly oozing from her cupped hands and terrified face, dripping onto the stone floor with echoing taps. He quickly ushers any and all of his underlings out of the room. To hell with the battle plans, this is much more important.

The queen stumbles up to the king and crumbles at the bottom of his royally large robe, snot and mess still gushing from her leaky itchy nose, drenching the bottom of the cloak. He gently picks her up and tuts her head to be in line with his gaze, he tisks disappointingly yet lovingly…

‘You shouldn’t have done that sweetheart, you know your allergies can’t handle it..’

She looks embarrassed, yet understanding. She knows she shouldn’t have done it, but thought it would make such a nice gesture.

The king knows this too. Still staring in her eyes, he moves his head closer, and kisses her soft lips, which are still glistening with snot from her messy nose. The kiss lasts long, they both passionately give in to the love and lust before the queen starts to breathe deeply…. She starts to desperately hitch, and hitch and hitch until she needs to pull away completely…. But not before the king pulls her back, and lets her expel her snotty sneezes all over his large cloak, she rubs her nose all over his chest and clothes just trying to give relief to her poor tired red tipped nose…..

I’m day dreaming about being by a camp fire with my partner and just being bathed in the glow and warmth from the flames. Maybe we’re both allergic to the smoke from the fire and we just cuddle up and catch each others smoke induced sneezes.

I really love the idea that our noses are probably the closest part of our face to the fire so it might be the most defined feature compared to the rest. Maybe the flaring nostrils and glistening snot from our runny noses are extra visible given this circumstance.

Oh and the idea that the wind can change up and the smoke can come at one, or both of us constantly… causing endless fits of messy, itchy, spraying sneezes that also get illuminated by the only light source in your vicinity.

And the cold aspect of it makes me melt too… both of us huddled under a blanket, freezing and shivering while we wipe our noses on eachother and catch our contagious sneezes in each others clothes or blanket (..or hands/chests 🤭). All while we’re trying to siphon as much heat from the fire as humanely possible to keep our sick selves at least warm enough.

Thinking about that trope where a drifter character always has certain wears in their trench coat. Whether it be weapons or potions or jewelry, they always have items in hand. And always, always they open up the coat from the inside out to show what they have in stock.

Well…. Imagine that someone has a trench coat like this and uses the motion of opening the coat to reveal the inside and specifically keeps it open for their partner to sneeze into??? Like whenever their partner has a fit, or their nostrils flare big and wide before they sneeze the person with the trench coat just pulls them to the side, opens their coat to reveal their shirt underneath, or the insides of the coat flaps and allows their partner to let their messy sneezes out into them. Eventually spraying and splattering all over the insides of the coat flaps and all over their shirt.

Maybe the person knows how messy the other persons sneezes get, so they do this to avoid embarrassment, or maybe it’s just a greedy action and they like being able to look down and see the snot stains. Maybe it’s like badges of honour for both of them, the sneezer loves the idea of marking their partner, and the coat wearer loves the fact that they get to wear their partners sneezy mess all day while nobody else knows whatsoever.

Can’t stop thinking about runny noses. Like just sitting there observing someone’s nose that just cannot stop streaming with snot. Maybe you instruct them not to wipe, because you’ll do it for them. You grab tissues for them and dab at their flaring nostrils with not much luck, maybe you just let things run and watch as their face starts to brighten with embarrassment. You constantly tell them they’re so pretty and cute, but they can’t help but feel gross, but deep down you both yearn to give and receive compliments regarding your noses.

Allergies are one thing. Wiping their nose with a cat-hair ridden shirt, or gently brushing their tickly nose with a dusty feather. All of it causes more and more snot to flow, any sneezes gush with more mess that slowly trickles down toward their glistening lips. You can obviously tell their nose is desperately trying to get the allergens out through any means, but it’s just not working. Mess keeps flowing and you keep pinching their snotty tickly nose with the same thing that’s probably causing all of this to happen in the first place. Fuck I just love the idea that nothing you do will help, it even might make things infinitely worse, but the sentiment is appreciated all the same.

Oh oh oh and colds are the other … thinking about the super stuffed up feeling, the fact that they could just blow all of the snot built up in their nose out at any moment. Into your hand, into a tissue, your shirt, your body, your face?? 🙈 All the while any sneezes just make things so much worse, the mess just seems to keep flowing non stop after every single itchy sneeze. And the fact that a cold would just zap all the energy from that person, maybe they don’t even want to reach for a tissue either out of laziness or just from lack of strength. Maybe they blow their nose with nothing in their vicinity and call out for you to get them a tissue, or bring your hand over so you can pinch their nose and any other areas to get all of the mess for them, to give them even just a minute or two of relief.

A cute, sexy, independent used bookstore owner is in the middle of organizing their rows and rows of ancient, old and especially dusty books. They do this almost daily, take any new additions and place them in their carefully alphabetized order all over their store. The lighting is dim but warm, any shaft of light is plastered with dust. The librarian absolutely loves books more than anything, the only problem is that they have a terrible itchy sneezy dust allergy….at this point so much allergy medication is needed given their long hours at the shop, that they don’t even bother keeping it on hand anymore. They get to the shop and instantly their nose starts running, tickly fits of wet messy sneezes start spraying out of them after the first 10 minutes, then it stays that way until they leave at the end of the day.

Back to the organizing…the shop owner is slowly but surely making their way through all of the shelves. Each addition or misplaced book requires endless concentration from the poor sneezy shopkeeper, they don’t want to end up sneezing and spraying all over these fine collectables. Stifling helps, but when you have multiple books in your hands that starts to not become an option. Sneeze after sneeze erupts from them as they weave their dusty book filled cart down the aisles, they have to direct them all downwards towards their chest as to not end up getting their surroundings wet and messy. Strings of snot connect from their nose to their already soaking shirt, but they continue…the stores not busy at all and they need to get out of the ‘trenches’ as soon as possible to give their itchy nose even just 5 minutes of relief.

On they push, their sneezes getting messier and messier as they venture further into the back of the store, which houses the dustiest and most rare books of all. This area is a hazard zone for them, it usually takes their nose prisoner and turns them into a sneezing machine. No breaks, no relief, no nothing for their red, twitchy, runny, snotty nose…..but they must continue on, they’ve put this back of the store organizing off for too long.

They arrive to the area and move fast. Grabbing multiple books at once from their cart they race to all the specific sections they need to. All the while they’re kicking up dust and anything else that’ll make their nose go haywire.

Like clockwork their nostrils start to flare, their nose starts to run like a waterfall. They know they’re done for, and the fact they have a stack of some of the rarest books in the store makes them worried.

They hold back for as long as they can as they almost get to their final destination… it’s so close they can taste it until….

Their nostrils widen even more, they start to desperately hitch and know it’s all over… they close their eyes, breathe in and start to have the snottiest most desperate sneezing fit they’re ever experienced, mess flies everywhere, strings of snot attach themselves to the rare books, their chest, their lips, even their thighs. They’ve completely coated themselves and the entire area in snot. All of their rarest books, ruined by the force of their preventable sneezy fit.

During push-ups B holds a flower on the floor, right under A’s sensitive nose. Every time A goes down to the floor, their nose is engulfed in pollen. The tickle becomes unbearable and A just cannot help but start sneezing uncontrollably all over the floor and all over B. As A is in the middle of the set, they must keep going they can’t just stop there. Each time their itchy twitchy nose gets filled with more and more pollen, and each sneeze gets messier and messier. B has the choice to either help A cover their snotty sneezes to avoid the mess or they can just keep watching their partner become a sneezy mess, and the best part is there is NOTHING they can do about it unless they finish their set.

Oooo also, sit-ups are really getting me. Just the idea of A having to keep their hands on their head as they drop to the floor then rise up to their knees, over and over. B then comes to help them by gently kneeling on their feet to keep A stable. B then pulls out a dusty feather and each time A reaches their knees, B relentlessly tickles their already messy runny nostrils. The only relief A gets is when they dip down to the floor, but each time like clockwork they rise up and B tickles their widening nostrils without any remorse. As A keeps working they start to sneeze desperately, extra messy snotty sneezes as A’s allergies are now raging. The irritants are just begging to be let out. Back and fourth A keeps pushing, sneezing all over their chest, their thighs, up into their air (you can guess where the mess goes after that, all over A’s face 🤭) and finally as their rise up they do let out some messy spraying sneezes right at B to get them back for torturing their nose like this. B still sits there, resting gently on A’s shoes. They look at A with pity while they start to pull out a wad of tissues. Now instead of tickling A’s nose B helps clean A’s snotty nose with every successful sit up. They gently wipe their lips, their chest, their thighs, all the areas that have been covered with allergens and mess.