Heaven (F, F/F, nsfw, perfume, induced, messy)
(wooooowza! this has been sitting here for months. i wrote a lot all at once, then i took a break, wrote a lot all at once, then took another break, and over the past 2 weeks i've been slowly working this forward, editing bits and pieces whenever i get time. as a consequence, THIS IS LONG AS SHIT! lots of stuff where i kept having more and better ideas, and had to keep updating things to accommodate them. HOPEFULLY, it'll all have been worth it! (given my beta reader's reaction: it is!) refs! i really should commission something new of them...oh yeah! this is SUPER NSFW. is porn. they fuckin. enjoy.)
"There."
The rope tightens, thoroughly restricting Celeste's hands, pulling them up slightly.
The voice is a snake slithering up her neck towards her ear, and the attention makes Celeste squirm.
"How's that feel?" She pulls against it with progressively increasing force, her heart jumping as her hands tug against the bed frame uselessly, stuck in place. She swallows, her cheeks heating up.
"...s-snug."
She is well and truly stuck.
"Good." Juno leans forward, nose to nose, and Celeste instinctively tries to pull back, instead just shrinking into the mattress.
"Ah ah ah. Where are you trying to run off to?" She breathes, hot wet air meeting her lips and running along both cheeks. Celeste shudders, brain going numb, puffing out a breath. She relaxes her shoulders, letting her lover do as she pleases.
"Nowhere..." She struggles to take another breath in, pressure thick and immobile in her throat.
"That's a good girl." Her tongue suddenly pokes Celeste's top lip, and the brunette stammers, making Juno huff out a half chuckle as she sits back up.
Only Juno was allowed to touch there. That was the rule, this time. It was the point of the restraints, among other things.
It left Celeste in quite a state.
Teased to a feather tip already. Desperately aroused, so much so it's starting to overwhelm her ability to think. "Making her go completely stupid", as Celeste always put it. Slightly dazed. Eyes squinting, mouth gasping and murmuring, her legs trembling as she resists the urge to buck into her.
Just the way she likes her.
And the perfect stage to begin...well, it wasn't exactly a surprise. Juno couldn't completely stifle the effects of the perfume, and the scent rose, so after spraying it onto the bottom hem of her shirt, it had drifted up towards her face, obviously. It wasn't a lot, and the distance made its area of effect much less dense that it would be...but there was an effect. There always was, with this perfume, and she couldn't do anything about it.
She was starting to sniffle. Celeste could hear it. Celeste could also smell it, incidentally, and as soon as she realized what her partner had done, she felt her bones turn to liquid.
That perfume always set her off. No matter what they did with it. The small amount of the scent sprayed onto her shirt was a loaded gun pointed square at Juno's nose, and both of them knew it.
But for now, her nose was running.
She sniffles again, and Celeste watches her nostrils flare with great interest.
"Oh, dear..." Celeste both did and didn't like when she was actively trying to be seductive. In one sense, Juno's normal affect was hot enough, especially when she was just commanding her around.
She leaned in again, sighing against Celeste's ear, making her smile as the inevitable shiver rattles like a storm down her rib cage. Celeste is sure there was a time she wasn't this sensitive to her touch, but she can't remember it. All she can think about is her tongue, her teeth, her fingers, her nose, her...
In the other, not only was she happy to see (rather, hear) another side of her that nobody else was privy to, but the first time she'd whispered in her ear in that provocative, lurid little voice of hers...
Well, Juno's voice was already deep. Mature. But that first whisper lit her body on fire. Her voice now lit her on fire.
Especially given the subject matter...
"I can't explain it, but my nose..." This much just... She leaned in again, hot and heavy against Celeste's ear. "Urgh...it's...hH-"
Too much. Too much. Not yet. Not y-
"S-so...tickly...! S-huh-ehh-!"
This time, Juno instinctively backs up, shrinking back into her glove as she buries her nose into her wrist. She pants, blinking repeatedly.
Celeste pulls herself taut against her bonds, sitting up as much as she can to get a better view. Hungry eyes, wet tongue lapping over dry lips (tasting the little remainder she'd left her), hips pressing together around the black-haired beauty struggling with her nose.
"Nggh-ehhHh-!"
She crushes her nose in a fist, wincing but managing to force the sneeze back, if only momentarily.
"Huuhh...hiIh-!" There's a tiny squeak in the back of her throat on the back of that last breath, and she coughs, unsatisfied, but in control.
Finally, her hand separates from her nose--ordinarily pale, pristine; suddenly pink, the white spots where her fingers pressed in tight against the skin reddening--sniffling and snuffling against the remains of the sharp tickle.
It bays at the edges of her nostrils, but she thinks she can speak again.
She inhales through her mouth, resisting the urge to sniffle so that the tickle, presently embers glowing in the ashes, couldn't reignite and consume her attention.
"Mby-" She coughs, rubbing her nose furiously and trying to clear her throat before speaking again. Celeste bites her lip. She hasn't sounded that congested since her last cold...
"My poor nose is just sooo tickly..." It's lighter, but still present. She can hear the blockage in her nose, and Juno can feel it vibrate as she speaks.
Her nose is irritated. Bothered. Reacting to something, who knows what...? There's a blockage somewhere, and her nose is running, and it's tickling so much...something was setting her nose off, certainly...
"I can't explain it..." Celeste writhes and mewls pathetically, trying to press her hips up, forward, into-Juno's hand presses one down with force, and Celeste freezes in response.
"Behave."
Celeste's heart flutters, and it only serves to make her more desperate for attention.
"Pleeeeeassseeee...please, please, please," Her pleas do not fall on deaf ears. In fact, as much as Juno knows the buttons she likes pressed, Celeste knows exactly how to drive Juno crazy, and judging by the hungry look in Juno's eyes, Celeste is presently mashing them over and over...
...Now her brain's confused between the still present need to sneeze, and a growing desire to fuck the shit out of her.
"...That's a good girl, using your words like that." Celeste's voice devolves into a moan mid-plea. "But whatever could it be that you want...?"
"Juno, Junebug, Juniiiiiii..."
"Да, дорогая?" If there was one thing Juno was good at, it was subtlety. If there was one thing her nose wasn't good at, it was-
Sndf.
Also subtlety.
The edges of her nostrils burned. The tickle itself had been assuaged by now--mostly, but her nose wouldn't stop running, and the longer time went on, the more that burning feeling spread from her nostrils, climbing up the walls of her nose like a slowly spreading blaze, tingling as tiny particles of perfume teased at the edges of her nostrils like fireworks going off.
She's fighting, and losing. She presses two fingers up against her nose as it feels like two fingers tease up the top side of both nostrils, edging their way deeper into her sinuses, setting off every nerve ending they find.
Her eyes flutter, as-
"Hh-!"
-barbs of a building sneeze shoot, white and hot, into a particularly sensitive spot of her nose, curling her top lip and revealing her teeth, and-
"Hh-huhh-! Ggh-"
-her hand drops, frantically fanning her face; Celeste gets an amazing view of her nostrils flaring again as Juno fights for control hands-free.
Her mouth falls open, tongue lolling uselessly as words try-and fail to get out past the looming sneeze, a desperate display that makes Celeste that much whinier that she can't touch herself.
"P-please just let it go. J-just sneeze, Juno, I know how badly you need to. I know how much your nose...t-tickles..." She forces the words forward. Juno will be so proud she used her words, now, that she'll-
"NNGSHHHuhh-!" In the light, the copious amount of spray in-
"Guh-SSSCHHHEWW!" -her first, second-
"HhMFSSSHEWww-ugh!" -and third sneezes fills the space between them, each consecutive release doing very little to relieve the tickle in her nose, which seems to be growing more persistent by the second.
"Puh-gh-uh-Touch me! T-touch me, please! Please, I've been such a good-"
Juno grips her by the shoulder, throwing her head back dramatically and whipping forward with another-
"NnGSSSHHieww-!" -huge, spraying sneeze, directed towards Celeste's chest, which leaves her fumbling over her words again, freckled face flushing crimson.
"Th-there, I-huHh-"
It stalls, and Juno bares her teeth again, before-
"NggSHhh-!" -it returns, forcing yet more spittle past her teeth.
"T-touched-! Hgh-uh! NggGsSSHEEWW! Hng-eESSHHEW! Uh-hhHhih-"
"Oh, cmon...cmon, Juno, y-you know what I-"
"Hnn-NGSHHIEWw!"
"F-fuck me. Fuck me!" She wrestles against her bonds again, the fact that she can't reach her own cunt frustrsting and exciting all at once. She can't even reach the waistband of her pants, which means-
Juno breaks off into a coughing fit, which picks up additional steam before she can stop. Wordlessly, she grabs their waste basket and spits, wiping her mouth before turning back, now a little light-headed...
"H-hang-sSCHheww-! I'm-I need-tSCCHhuh! Hh-huhh-ghh..." Gasping and sneezing and coughing and moaning--finally, she can't stand it anymore, locking her thumbs into the bottom hem and pulling the shirt the full way over her head in one motion, wiping mucus with it and trying her hardest to avoid the perfume-
"-GGsSCCHhhh!" Before she can think, her nose is engulfed in the fabric, her makeshift tissue unfortunately only making the feeling worse. She tosses it aside as she hitches up towards another-
"-NNnssSchheww!" -into a balled fist, mess attaching her nose to the glove briefly, wiped away immediately, before her hand wraps around-
"Guhh...gh-hHhg-!" -the bottom half of her face, covering her nose, as the other tugs at the top of Celeste's sweatpants.
"...Okay, that...that was one of the hottest things I have...ever seen you do. Ever. I d-I don't even-" Celeste feels like she's hit a zenith of arousal, or maybe she's just so in shock she forgot how few words she could get out earlier.
Juno smiles, turning into a grin which falls off as she-
"HNngssch-! EeSsschiiie-!" Her sneezes are getting more desperate, wearing down her will, and forcing her voice more and more into her higher register, squeaking against her hand.
Celeste doesn't know what to watch. Her hands? Her face? Her tits? Her tits. (Her bra, at least.)
"Had to-" Trails off into a wheeze. "-get some air." And more coughing.
"You-uh, you doing okay? A-actually. Color check. Green."
Juno gives a thumbs up as she bends double with another tickly sneeze.
"G-guhh-ugh. Green. I'm fine. You're the one-nngh, tied up."
"W-" Celeste would facepalm if her face could reach her palm.
"Well, yeah! But you're the one inducing an allergic reaction." The emphasis was to make a point, but it was also unfortunately erotic.
Juno waves her off.
"If I need to stop, I'll s-huh! NGGsshhew! I'll stop. Urgh-" She scrubs at the underside of her nose, punctuating the repeated squishing sound with a sniffle.
"Now, I b-believe...I have some...th-hh...something to attend to."
Celeste sucked in a breath and held it, watching Juno's eyelids droop; watching her nose drip; watching her breathe through her mouth and then sniffle again as she hooked long black fingers in between her pants and her underwear, easing them down in a way that tickles, and-
"Mmff, haahh-uhg-ah...ah-! Tss-ah! Hah, ah, mmg..."
Celeste is forced to push the breath she was holding out, tugging at the rope and squirming under Juno's measured motions to remove her pants, making eye contact with the boxers underneath, presently more than a little damp by her perineum.
"I always l-hH-love-nNngsshh-!...the way your ass l-looks in-sSSHhew! Ugh!"
"And I...l-love the wayYyy-gkh! Hahh...y-you can't-"
"HNNngsshii!" Snddf.
"-get a single word out...between...sneezes."
"HggGESSHeww!" There was still so much of it in the air that despite tossing the source aside, Juno was well and truly incapacitated. That didn't stop her from pulling her boxers down and leaning in towards her pussy.
"Better-ggh-b-better use of my tongue down here, anyway..."
"Nngh-ah! Ah-! Ahg- I'm-I'm-I'm already-! I-"
Juno's dives in, pressing the inside of Celeste's left thigh to keep her legs spread enough for her to rise for air, not quite ready to drown-
"Nngh...mmgh! Uff-hahh...!"
-as Celeste cums, bliss shaped like Juno's tongue painting along each sensitive inner surface, primed by what felt like hours of teasing.
Juno's nose prickles, scrunching despite her best efforts and fighting not to sneeze, something that Celeste feels directly against what's currently the most sensitive part of her body.
Celeste forces her eyes open, mind blanking as the initial orgasm plateaus and tapers off, followed by the same feeling building, under Juno's insistent work with her tongue, against her nose, working double action--now through air as Juno rises briefly, catching her breath, eyes squinting against-she-her nose scrunching, eyes shutting, mouth widening before falling open against-
"Mmf-gSCHHIiew-!"
"Gghhah-! Hhg-mmmmmm...!!!"
Juno's high pitched sneeze draws another orgasm up from Celeste, trembling and squirming and digging her nails into her palms, voice twittering through pursed lips.
With one hand, Juno wipes her nose, continuing to work, eating her out, now more sluggish and stuttering, tongue responding to the twisting tickle the same as the rest of her face.
Celeste put all of her attention into pressing her legs into the bed, holding for dear life as one orgasm crashes into another, the insistent but lagging attention from Juno just making her more desperate to hump her face, her hand, her-something, something, it's all so-!
"Hrrg-giESSHEWW!"
Juno raises her head, unable to-
"NngSHhh-! Ugh-nn-hUhh-ggGsshew!" Pressing a wet double into her glove, Juno gazes down with teary eyes, sniffling and smirking as she sees her handiwork.
Celeste is panting, every so often adjusting her legs shakily, not quite grinding against her, but often making contact. Sweat sticks brown hair to flushed freckled cheeks, dull brown eyes staring back up into hers, visibly exhausted even behind the sunglasses.
Still, she's smiling.
"Hnn-Ggsschew! Nnf-" Juno knuckles her nose.
Snddf.
"Darling?" The word felt unfamiliar in English. But Celeste liked the way it sounded.
Judging by the way her dopey smile widens, that's still true.
"Color."
Celeste giggles weakly.
"Green...green green green..."
Still with me. Okay.
"Good job, using your words...My tongue's feeling tired, though. And-" Her nose was finally calming down, but it still felt wet inside, and she'd probably still be sneezing for another half hour, at least...
Well, unless she does something else stupid to please her girl.
She leans in beside her face, making close eye contact, drinking in the afterglow.
"I just can't stop sneezing..."
Up close, the two got entirely separate and yet equally arousing looks at the ruin on either of their faces. Juno, helplessly, hopelessly sneezy, eyes and nose red and streaming; Celeste, helplessly, hopelessly aroused, not quite spent but certainly well on the way to getting there.
Celeste speaks in a little voice that hardly reaches Juno's ears even at this moment.
"...That's okay..."
"No, no, I think...I think I have another idea."
Celeste's lips open, then shut.
Juno leans in and kisses them, making Celeste giggle again.
Juno continues sniffling every few seconds, almost emphatically, emphasizing how often she's sniffling, and just how runny her nose is right now, rifling around Celeste's bedside table, then, remembering this isn't her house, getting up and walking to the closet.
"J-Juno, hey. Hey."
"What?"
Juno didn't look up, taking a second to find her way to what she was hoping Celeste had kept charged.
"Flash me."
"..."
Juno was quiet for a moment, before pointedly turning, careful to conceal whatever was in her hand behind her back.
Sndf.
"I'll do you one better."
She approached, kneeling onto the bed again and-
Celeste's entire body stiffens beneath her as the sound of her wand comes to life in Juno's hand.
"...Ohhh. Oh. Oh."
Juno's smirk is back, and Celeste is paying much more attention.
"Hnn-nNggsscheww! Ugh." She rubs up with her glove.
"Bless you. Y'know, I know people who use those to...I...y'know, they put it up on their nose, and they...sneeze."
"That's nice." Snddf. "I had a better idea."
Juno turned off her vibe and set it beside her thighs, which made Celeste tense up.
"I'm dying of anticipation, over here..."
"Just a little more patience. I promise you you're gonna enjoy this."
Not that Celeste doubted it, but it made her heart flutter to hear it.
Not as much as her heart leapt as she held her shirt back up.
"I need to blow my nose." It was simple. Matter of fact. It felt more awkward to try and come up with a way to make that sound seductive than to just say it, which seemed to be the right option, seeing Celeste lift her head to get a little closer.
Its effects weren't immediate. Juno was careful not to directly plunge her nose into the perfume, or she'd be sneezing through the next day, as they'd discovered last time.
But as she cleared her nose into the shirt, a full sound that lit Celeste's body all anew, the scent immediately infiltrated her nose again.
And within seconds-
"Ggh-hhHuhh-..."
-her breath started hitching-breaking off into a coughing fit, followed by several tiny little gasps and sighs as the tickle builds to fever pitch once again.
"Juni. June. Juno." As one hand rose to deal with her nose, dropping the shirt beside her, the other laid a hand on her thigh.
"I wanna see your tits. Your-please. Please."
"Oka-hHiuhh-! Hh-nn-uh...!"
Okay, talking isn't going to work from now. Her hands fumble around, managing to unhook her bra-
"NnGSSSHHh-ugh!"
-just in time to use it as a tissue, Celeste getting a nice visual of her modest bust bouncing in time with her jerking forward. As she rises, her eyes still shut--itching, now, she rubs at them--a trail of clear mucus connects her nose to her bra.
She shakes her head-
"Nngsshhh! Hnng-SChhhuh! HehnN-NgsSSSHew!"
-spray filling the gap between them as she hurries to grab the vibrator, fumbling-
"MMgGggg-!"
"HnnGSSCHIieww! NggSShii! Hnngsschu! NggsSSCHhuu!"
As her vibrator goes to work, Celeste bucks up and down against it, riding one wave of pleasure to the next, watching as Juno sneezes over and over into open air, her bare chest bouncing and bobbing back and forth in time with her nose.
"EhhgGSSshhew...! Hnnngsshii-nngGesshuh!"
As each sneeze decorated her pale skin with mess, Celeste's brain numbed with pleasure.
This was heaven. She was convinced. As she quivers off the back of another orgasm, Celeste promises to herself that she'd give this same feeling back to Juno at some point...
--
"I still don't really get how this is so...exciting, for you." is what Juno starts with as they're nearly finished cleaning up.
Plenty, plenty of well-used tissues lay piled up in Celeste's wastebasket. Celeste's hands are freed, and Juno's rubbing soothing lotion onto a few spots that pulled and rubbed particularly tightly against the ropes. Both have changed a few elements of their wardrobe, Juno wearing one of Celeste's sweatshirts and Celeste dressed in a new pair of boxers. Celeste has an easy smile on, sat in her lap. Juno isn't smiling, but the delicate way she probes at Celeste's arms--a gentle "does this hurt?" here, a soft "ah, sorry..." there--tells Celeste she's on the same wavelength.
"Ah, well...y-y'know, I-"
Celeste suddenly clams up, unsure how to word it. Juno continues her work, largely unbothered.
"...Well, I'll...I'll tell you what I like about your sneezes. Maybe that'll help you get the picture."
Juno raises an eyebrow. Celeste's smile is unbroken.
"Alright, sure. I'm curious to know more anyway."
Finished with her arms, Juno sets the lotion aside, shifting into a more comfortable sitting position.
Celeste taps a finger to her lips, still unsure.
"Well, it's...I mean, yours are pretty...cute?" Juno's cheeks darken.
"Er-well-I-I mean, that's...that's definitely part of it, but like...it's not just that they're cute. It's like...your voice is very...mature. I was just thinking about that earlier, like, your voice is deep, and soft, and like, controlled. Your...well, your sneezes really aren't!" The only thing the extended description achieves is embarrassing Juno further; she coughs, avoiding eye contact.
Celeste sighs, feeling that every attempt to explain it makes it worse.
"L-listen, it's like...like, I never hear you make any sound like that unless you're sneezing. It's so desperate, and high-pitched, and like...I don't know. It's like I'm seeing a part of you no one else gets to, again. It feels special. It's...nice. I feel closer to you for it." That's weird. Definitely weird, right? Ugh...
Celeste puts her hand on Juno's shoulder, attempting to bridge the gap physically, rubbing her thumb over and across the back. Juno shuts her eyes, softening into the touch, placing her own bare hand over top.
"I guess I get that," Juno mumbles, sinking into a hug that Celeste quickly reciprocates.
"...Well, and they're hot, anyway."
Juno smirks, exhaling from her still pink nose in amusement.
"Wh-I mean, it's like, it's...so...uh, effeminate."
"I am a woman, you know."
"Y-I-That's not what I meant!" Juno huffs out a chuckle, separating from her again, lying back against the mattress. The sound of her laughter makes Celeste's thoughts go a little haywire, again.
"I know."
"It's just so unlike you in the way that it sounds, and you're so bad at holding them back, it's just..."
Celeste shivers enthusiastically.
"They're so intense because you try so hard, but you can't help it. And they're so wet..."
Juno is back to bashfully scratching her cheek, at once flattered and ashamed and still a little confused, as Celeste continues prattling on about her nose...
