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okay but like. thigh riding and snz. specifically wlw or nblw bc there's not enough of that (big nsft & some spray under the cut, in second person)
just...your allergy-ridden girlfriend straddling your thigh. like a work of art, fully on display for you, desperately hitching at the scent of your perfume. it's obvious the pollen outside has been setting her off, and the sweet, almost floral scent of your fragrance is just the icing on the cake.
she leans in. inhales the scent off your collarbone. as she's doing so, she grinds down on your thigh, the sheer anticipation making her shake. a hitch. a-another-
"o-oh fuck-" she hitches one final time, and you're there to watch her perfect, strawberry lips part, mess already beginning to drip down her cupid's bow, before-
"heh'ISSHEW! EtCHhhEW!"
sopping wet sneezes, aimed haphazardly down at both of your chests, until the both of you are positively gleaming with spray. she whimpers, grinding down on your thigh a little more.
"so pretty," you whisper, hiking your leg up a bit to brush at her sensitive core, and she cries out, her nails digging into your arms.
"ti - tickles..." she whispered, her hips moving a little harder as she begins hitching again. her breasts shake at every movement, nipples hard and prominent underneath her pajama top.
"i'll bet it does, sweetheart," you trace your finger across her septum and watch her head dip back. "pollen's been doing this all day, huh? poor baby. bet you've needed this all day."
she's so purely blissed out on riding your thigh that all she can muster is a little nod. the hitching doesn't stop.
"go on, then," you say. you grab her chin and pull it back down to look at you, before letting her get a good inhale of your perfume. as you lean into her ear and she leans into yours, you can hear the desperation in her breath, and neither of you can tell which whimpers are from arousal and which are from the sneezes that desperately want to be released. "be a good girl, make a mess out of both of us."
it's like your voice unlocks a barrier in her head.
i can't get the thought of swh + contagion out of my head...
A and B are hiding from someone. (maybe they were gathering evidence or secret intel, or maybe they're trespassing somewhere just for the hell of it, or maybe they're sneaking into some locked building past its opening hours.) in any case, they're not supposed to be there, and they'e going to be in big trouble if they get found out.
so when they hear footsteps approaching, they immediately duck into a nearby closet/side storage room. they just have to keep quiet until the person outside (the host, a security guard, an employee, etc. makes their rounds)...
except A is beginning to come down with an awful cold. the dustiness of the closet certainly isn't helping. the first time their breath hitches, B tensesβif A sneezes, they'll certainly be found. so B stops the sneeze in its tracks by pressing their index finger under A's nose.
A sniffles, their nose twitching, the sneeze evaporating in its tracks. crisis averted, for now... but their nose still tickles furiously.
it isn't long before their breath is starting to hitch again. this time, B presses their finger up to A's nose again, with enough pressure that they can feel the slight dampness against their finger.
"don't sneeze," B instructs.
"i can't h-help it," A mouths voicelessly, their breath hitching. "i... have to... hH... hAHH..."
this time, Bβsensing impending disasterβpinches A's nose shut. A snaps forward with a messy,
"hAh'dXXtt!"
the sneeze is quiet, thankfully, but it still holds all the force it would've had if A had been able to let it out.
worse, A's nose is tickling even more now. they try and fail to communicate that the pressure of B's fingertips against their sinuses is more ticklish than relieving. soon, they're jerking forward with another: "hAHH'nNGxt!"
"you need to hold back," B admonishes. "i'm not about to risk getting caught."
"i'm trying... but it... hIHh... t-tickles so badly... hih... hiIh.... hiIIHhh..."
with the next sneeze, B clamps a hand over A's nose and mouth. A hits their hand with a spraying, "'TTSHHiish-!", which mists B's hand with thousands of droplets. their nose is openly running now.
the footsteps outside the door pause. B moves their index finger back under A's nose.
"what did i tell you?" they chastise. "if you sneeze again, we're going to be in serious trouble."
what follows is 2 minutes of intense ticklish torture A has ever experienced. they have to sneeze so badly, but every time they come close, B stops the sneeze in its tracks with a finger under their nose, or pinches their nose shut so the sneeze has no room to go anywhere.
"hhih... HIiih... hiiHHh...!!"
the tickle is almost unbearable, they need to sneeze so badly. on the other hand, B quiets them with little sympathy: "don't even think about it," they say. "i'm not going to let you sneeze."
after what seems like an eternity, the footsteps head off in the other direction. there's the sound of a heavy door shutting, and then they're alone again.
relieved, B lifts their cupped hand from A's mouth, seemingly forgetting that A's resolve was just seconds away from crumbling. meanwhile, A can't possibly hold back anymore. after minutes of denying themselves the relief their body so desperately needs, after every holdback and every false start fed directly into the itch in their sinuses, they can't take it anymore. A explodes forward with an absolutely drenching sneeze...
"HEHH'TCHHIIIIIew!!"
...directly onto B's face.
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with all of those sneeze particles circulating in that small, cramped space... it's no wonder that B wakes up a few days later, sneezing their head off. π
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I need a gentle, sweet man with a very bad cold to come snuggle with me and sneeze all over me while hitching and whimpering and telling me how much he wants to get me sick.
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Today I'm obsessing over the fact that something as tiny and beautiful as a flower can tickle a nose so badly with just one sniff as to induce numerous fits of raucous, drenching sneezes
The imagery of nostrils flared wide over silky petals, an imminent explosion ready to blow them back and sometimes even loosen them altogether...A person sneezing with such immediacy after a delicate sniff that the flowers are instantly dripping, bowing under the weight of the answering spray...yeah. Going inSANE
a habitual stifler absolutely full to the brim with cold. still dutifully holding them back, even as the sneezes start to come thicker, faster, and more frequently as the hours tick by.
thicker as each one sounds more choked and slushy and wet than the last.
faster as they start to tear out of them with an aggressively viral desperation, the little noise of effort at suppressing them more pronounced each time.
more frequently as their cold devolves, fits of uncharacteristic doubles, triples, even a particularly vexatious set of four, now plaguing them several times an hour.
until itβs all too much
and yet another sneeze comes upon them
but this one is just a smidge too fast
and a little too full
and whilst they do still valiantly (if not reflexively) try to stifle it just completely fails, leaving the back of their hand a shiny, snot-covered mess.
every time i tell someone irl i'm still on tumblr they say something like "even after the porn ban?" and i give them a little secret smile and say "you just have to develop kinks so esoteric they aren't recognized as porn" and we all have a laugh and none of them know i go on tumblr and jack off to sneezing
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god i love being humiliated for being turned on. "ohh, you like that?" "are you actually getting off on this?" "ohh did that do something for you sweetheart?" hhhbhhbbh
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