Snz Kink Blog

YES holding them in some way that doesn't let the healthy person get away while they desperately snz all their cold onto them. Ropes and glops of mess pouring from their overfilled nose onto the the person. they're absolutely helpless to the cold thats showering down on them it ends up on their lips and in their mouth and they reflexively lick at it. sickie pressing their red quivering nostrils to the other's lips before drenching them in snot

Unbeknownst to B, A sniffed something that really sets their allergies off when they saw how much B has been struggling. They are absolutely not not trying to sneeze at all.

YES holding them in some way that doesn't let the healthy person get away while they desperately snz all their cold onto them. Ropes and glops of mess pouring from their overfilled nose onto the the person. they're absolutely helpless to the cold thats showering down on them it ends up on their lips and in their mouth and they reflexively lick at it. sickie pressing their red quivering nostrils to the other's lips before drenching them in snot

B really doesn't wanna get A sick, they've been trying to keep their distance. But cuddles sound so good right now. After some convincing, B crawls over and snuggles under the covers. Their already runny nose catches a scent of that new detergent and the reaction is almost immediate. They hardly get a few hitches in before they go into a fit and they didn't have the time to grab tissues let alone cover properly. What does A do? bring up the blanket to B's nose to help catch the mess streaming from B's twitching nose. Through gasps B tries to tell them not to but its too late. Each snz sends a flood of mess into the cupped cloth and its filling up fast and dampening A's hand. Hey at least B's finally getting that cold out! and that blanket is so soft, maybe B will give up on telling A?

tbh i'm just in the mood for purposefull contagion

also consider: this has become so routine for the sick person that they don’t even check if their partner has a tissue. they just let themselves sneeze and oh-caretaker wasn’t ready. you just sneezed all over yourself :/

Until finally, all of them are bundled up in blankets around their fire, a sneezy, sniffly round of feverish, red-nosed people, trying to get through the awful headcold they caught.

They're cuddled up to each other, A"s nose swirling deep in B"s flaring overfilled nostrils while they desperately build up and snz. Between snzs A is moaning softly and begging for more, whining how they want more of B's cold in them, and about how good it tastes. B is telling A where to put their tongue to get the most out of it, which just rile's A up as they whine and hitch about their awfully, messy, tickly, snzy, contagious cold

:3

After a particularly bad heat flash from their fever, they take off their sweater and leave it on their chair as they go to the bathroom, but when they come back they see that their friend had taken it off the chair and put it on, as it wasn’t unusual for them to share clothes and they were chronically cold. The sickie now has to grapple with their two choices: let them keep wearing the sweater and doom them to this horrid cold or tell them to take it off and reveal that they’re sick, betraying their facade of strength.

A vampire seeks out the drunkest prey at the bar to make sure they won’t put up much of a fight. They spot someone leaning against a wall, nursing a drink that must’ve been their fourth or fifth at least, as they seem to be dizzy and off-balance, plus their nose and cheeks are flushed by what seems to be the alcohol. The vampire approaches them and it seems that they’re also slurring their words, dropping all their m and n sounds. The vampire takes this opportunity and drags them out into an alleyway, and in the darkness of solitude, they sink their fangs into the victim. As a defense mechanism, vampire saliva tends to produce an aphrodisiac effect, so when the victim begins to breathe in hitches the vampire attributes it to pleasure. Wrong. The victim throws their head back, but instead of moaning out in ecstasy, they sneeze directly into the vampire’s shoulder, leaving a dampness in their clothes. It suddenly dawns on the vampire that all of the symptoms they had attributed to their drunken state were brought upon by fever and illness, and the blood they had just now revelled in consuming now spelled out the instrument of their suffering for the next few days. It was too late for the vampire, as the virus that had found a home in the victim’s system now ran through the vampire’s veins, dooming them to a week of sneezes and sniffles.