A shivery sickie with a sneezy red nose whimpering as their partner gently lifts them up, helping them out of their clothes. The caretaker coos softly at sniffly sickie, carrying them to a nice hot steamy bath.
The caretaker lowers their partner into the warm water, with a soft "there we go baby, doing so well... good..."
The sickie whines as the heat soaks into their bones... but also as the steam enters their sensitive nostrils.
"HhH!" They hitch suddenly, their reddened, glistening nostrils twitching. Caretaker looks on at their itchy partner, and then at the slowly rising steam. They sigh and lean forward, planting a soft kiss on the sickie's twitching nose.
The sickie hitches loudly and vocally before dissolving into a thick "hhH'gGSHUuwhh! Ng'SHuUuWhh!!"
They pause, stuck in their sick misery as a third sneeze teeters on the edge of release. The sickie hitches and whines, blindly pawing at their partner. Caretaker reaches forward once more, flicking the sickie's inflamed, mess-ridden nose.
The poor sick baby's head rears back and snaps forward as they release a horribly desperate "EeEEhHh'GGhhSHuUUhhh!!" directly into the steamy bathwater. They slump down back into the water, panting heavily.
"There we go baby, that better?" The caretaker smiles softly down at their exhausted partner. Their partner just sniffles in response.
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Pancakes - (OC snzfic, m/m, inducing)
full image and fic under cut.
(NSFW!! MINORS DNI)
PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG TO NON-KINK BLOGS
Alex straddled his hips, effectively pinning him to the bed, one hand still mysteriously tucked behind his back, the other cupping Sol’s jaw as they kissed.
“Pretty little thing.”
Sol glanced at him, half-lidded, grinning slightly at the compliment.
Alex’s thumb grazed over his septum ring, drawing him back to consciousness.
“But prettier when you’re helpless.”
Alex straddled his hips, effectively pinning him to the bed, one hand still mysteriously tucked behind his back, the other cupping Sol’s jaw as they kissed.
“Pretty little thing.”
Sol glanced at him, half-lidded, grinning slightly at the compliment.
Alex’s thumb grazed over his septum ring, drawing him back to consciousness.
“But prettier when you’re helpless.”
Then Sol was pushed back into the mattress, one-handed, Alex successfully trapping both legs and the taller man’s right arm with the free limbs he had available.
His nose itched.
It wasn’t just the touch, right? He wasn’t even close to being as sensitive as his boyfriend, the tap on his piercing shouldn’t have done-
Alex brough his hand out from behind his back, and let the contents come to rest delicately on Sol’s chest - a medium gray-and-white striped feather.
That bastard.
Feathers had always been Sol’s worst allergy, and Alex knew that- was this revenge for the little perfume stunt he’d pulled the other day?
He’d begun to itch before even seeing it, but now knowing its proximity to him, his nose began to react, and he’d have twisted away if Alex hadn’t been holding him down.
“Hihh-hh…wa-ihh-t…I ca-ca-hh-n’t tehh-!”
Alex traced the feather down his body - away from his face, but no less tortuous. “Hiihh-hh-”
Alex’s eyes had overtaken with lust, and he leaned into Sol, semi-grinding against his hips. “Shoulda thought of that before what you did, hmm?”
The feather hadn’t even passed Sol’s collarbone, and he was sure he’d already fallen apart more than Alex was expecting, given the pressure the shorter man was putting on his lower half.
He wiggled his arm free to rub away the itch, but the mistake came when Alex’s feather-holding hand was the one that moved to pin it, the offending object whipping by Sol’s face, far closer than he’d wanted. “Hhhh-!”
A gasp for breath, and a tingle that died out in his nose. Fuck.
“Oh, you weren’t kidding, huh?” Alex’s voice, gone dark with arousal, hand trembling slightly where it had pinned him, “You really are that allergic.”
A pause, as the tickle persisted.
“You sound so itchy…” Alex pressed further into him, a soft brush against his sternum and a twitch in his nose telling him the feather was returning. “...but you haven’t actually sneezed yet, have you?”
“I-hhh!...I have t-to…” He was certain it was still nowhere near his face, but he could still feel it , wispy edges clinging to the insides of his nostrils. “A-ahhh-lex…hhh…it tihh-…”
A choked moan from above him, and a slow grind against his hips would have made him grin, had Sol not been focused on how tremendously itchy he was. He was growing hard now too, something about a shared kink -ihhH and knowing his pahh-artner was coming apart from just this-
“HihhhHH-!”
“Your nose is all pink, and I haven’t even touched it yet,” Alex observed, the grin audible in his tone. “I wonder what happens if I…”
Something horribly soft brushed against Sol’s lips, and the allergic itch increased tenfold.
His nose crinkled, and
“HhhiHHHKCIIUU!...hhhHHiiHHH..HECHHHuuU!”
his body jerked against Alex’s hold. “Heuhhh…”
“T-that was fast,” Composure and arousal fought in the older one’s voice, his expression indecipherable through an eyeful of allergic tears. Sol ground up against him regardless, the startled moan enough of a sign that his suffering was definitely having quite the effect.
“W-hhh!-what’s the-hhahhh…ihh…th’matter?”
He knew it came out more desperate than cocky, laced with hitches, but Alex threw all his weight onto Sol’s shoulder, flattening him in the sheets. “You’re- You’re gonna be the death of me, Angelo.”
He was close already, Sol could hear it in his voice, and it was proven seconds later by the feather back up in his face, tracing along his nose, across his septum, the fibers catching as they went, the pink irritation deepening with each swipe.
“F-hhHH-HHiihh-ck-..you ca-hhHHAhn’t just-”
The delicate tip of the feather caught the inside of his twitching nostril, finally, and it was over.
“HehhhEIIIISH!! HAhhHKCIIUU!!..hhHHEH! Hh-hh-ihh-HEIIIISHHUU! HAHH-EISHHOOOh!! EEIISHHH!! HACHEIIICCKHHHHH!!”
“F-fuck-! I’m gonna-”
He felt Alex lose control over him, the feather forgotten, nails pressing into his arm. He couldn’t do much but sneeze for a minute, but eventually opened his eyes to his boyfriend leaning back on his heels, flushed and gasping for air in a much different way than he was.
Hot.
Alex’s head lolled to the side, grinning down at him. “S’pose it’s time for me to take care of you now.”
Sol scrubbed harshly against his nose as Alex reached into his pants, knowing the tickle wouldn’t be gone for a while - hell, he could feel the next fit starting deep in his sinuses - but they could at least make use of it while they were here.
“Suppo-hhihH-suppose it is.”
~End~
(It was called pancakes cause I was supposed to write a whole breakfast scene first - Oops!)
I was going to wait until I had OC reference sheets but I just couldn't!
They'll get posted soon, though!
-Delia
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things that turn me on as a girl with a sneeze kink
(are these thoughts/head canons?)
im bi so for me this can apply to either a boy or a girl, i just had a boy in mind when doing this fsr.
"bless you sweet girl/baby/princess/love/sweetheart"
"you want a tissue?" (same nicknames)
"your nose is all red, baby."
rubbing your back
holding the back of your head to their chest
wiping your nose with their thumb
forehead kisses when you sniffle
being spooned while you sneeze in your sweatshirt in bed
"you sick, princess?"
complaining to them about how much it tickles and they rub your nose for you
tickling you because they like the sound of your sneeze
tucking your hair behind your ear when you sneeze
hair strokes while you have a runny nose
"let it out, sweetie."
him telling you to not sneeze until he says and hes just like holding you while you whimper and squirm.
"good girl", after you sneeze/blow your nose.
or "good girl," for a loud whimper when holding it in for him
whispering bless you over and over in your hairline
the thumb thing on your shoulder while you use a tissue
"you okay, sweet girl?"
UGHHHH 😭😭
i had a reblog moment with @lavsnz over the first one.
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