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intro post:
u can call me sck
22
TAKEN :P do not flirt w me
he/they
mostly eprocto . maybe some other slob stuff.
minors, ddlg or other variants, rape/non-con kinks all DNI
boyfriend who farts while cuddling so you can't escape it
Whenever I see people utilizing the heat of farts in a scenario, it’s usually to make things too hot. Overheating, dripping sweat, accentuating discomfort and overwhelming sensations. And while I’m sure that’s sexy to a lot of people, it just, uh, isn’t for me. Because I’m a sensitive lil guy who just likes feeling nice (and am sensitive to too-hot temperatures).
So instead, I offer: the warmth of farts as a relief.
It’s winter, and Person A is freezing. They’ve just come in from outside and the upper layer of skin for their face, ears, and whatever else was exposed to the elements still feels frozen through. Maybe the heater is still taking a while to kick in, so the inside of the house is cold too.
Fortunately, they know they have a full night of cuddling with Person B ahead of them. And Person B has been eating their favorite (gas-inducing) food all day.
Person A curls up behind B, with their face right in the line of fire, and sighs in relief as the farts roll out. Warm, thick clouds of gas flow from B and surround A like a loving embrace. They defrost while taking deep, loving sniffs, bringing some of that nice hot air inside of them.
imagine being out on a dinner date with your slob of an s/o or f/o for your anniversary when they drop their fork and it lands under the table. you could've sworn it looked more like they threw it, but they're so good at acting disappointed that it dropped, you don't question it. you bend down underneath your table as a romantic gesture on such an occasion, and you notice that their fork is actually dropped way closer to them. it'd be much easier for them to get it themself, but you decide to go through the trouble for them, just because you're a good partner like that. they know this, of course, considering that they -- expecting that you'd bend down like you did -- immediately gripped your head and shoved it closer to them once you got far enough under the table. you looked up to shoot a confused look at them; a futile effort, considering the tablecloth was blocking everything but their crotch and below. before you even had time to fully process what was happening, your ears were assaulted with the loud rumble of their gas against the wooden seats, followed by their laugh of triumph as the rancid stench hit your nostrils. and judging by the fact that they lifted their leg up after the first rumble... they weren't going to stop anytime soon.
Casual slobbiness. Someone that rips the sloppiest, nastiest, wettest, bubbliest, grossest farts imaginable as if it was nothing. No change in facial expression, they didn't force it out at all, just let it slip out on it's own. They don't bring any attention to it at all afterwards.
And if you ask them about it they'll say it was "just a fart, no big deal" while the air around them is nearly unbreathable from the stench.
And they do this constantly, no matter the setting they're in and with little regard for anyone around.
That erotic and vulgar sigh and moan people sometimes do after a fart, especially dudes.
It felt way more relieving and orgasmic then they'll ever admit to, and you can tell. Their whole body relaxes, sometimes a shiver accompanying that dirty release as they lifted their leg. Like you enjoyed that huh, I know that felt amazingly good. Freak.
Just imagining a gassy roommate who can't relieve himself properly unless he's sitting on your face. He's a slob and he's all sweaty(he definitely hasn't showered in days either)
"Your face is just so comfortable, don't wanna move" He would groan
To make it worse, he claims it's best if his ass is skin to skin with your face. He likes the feeling of your face in his ass how it buries you completely
Oh yeah and he ate tons of dairy so... you'll gonna be there for a while until he needs to shit but you never know if he'll actually get up for that too...
i’m so fartpilled that all it takes is seeing someone’s ass, especially when they’re leaning or bending over, for me to be bricked tf up
Your slob of a roommate who loves sleeping in your bed and loves waking you up with their morning gas.
Imagine
You walk back into the apartment after a long day of work, you head into your room only to find your roommate.
Your pillow in their ass, stains you don't even wanna ask about.
They barely register you're there, as they keep sleeping but the smell alone is enough as a warning.
You gently shove them awake.
They peak an eye open at you. "Oh hey,"
They slowly move the pillow and and places it next to them and pats it, gesturing for you to lay down with them.
"Really helps me release gas." They chuckle.
Despite your protests, they pull you down away.
Your head lands on the pillow just as their stomach gurgles again.
Under the blanket, unashamedly they let out a stinky fart. Maintaining eye contact.
You feel the blanket heat up significantly, you realized what had just happened and before you can scold them.
They do it again and they cover your head with the blanket.
The next morning all you see is black and feel a heavy weight on your face. And the stench? Oh gosh, it reeks.
"Remember what I did to that pillow?" They grunt. "About to be you in a few minutes. But you don't mind right?"
You want to argue, tell them otherwise but a sputtering fart escapes them and goes down your throat.
"Ah," They moaned. "That burned. Knew I shouldn't have drank that coffee."
Your eyes widened in horror, of course they had coffee.
That always gave them the worse gas, kept them in the bathroom for hours.
That thought that they might be on your face for hours alone made your heart race.
And as much as you hate it... you couldn't help but sniff as another one came out.
Get yourself a roommate/partner that'll itch their sweaty ass with your toothbrush and then put it back without telling you.
Or one that will use your pillows to soak up their wet, sloppy, nasty gas.
i think legs spread, leaned back, farts mostly forcing themselves out the front and rolling over the crotch is the hottest position for anyone to fart in.
oh my GOD i cannot stop thinking about underwater farts. bath farts, hot tub farts, swimming pool farts. i love the visual aspect up of it -- seeing the bubbles roll out of someone's swimsuit, or up between their legs. and then the SMELL. ugh. there's so many good scenarios in there.
having a super stressful day at work and coming home to treat yourself to a bath. you light all the candles, even pour in some bubble bath. but then the heat from the water causes your stomach to relax... you start letting out long nasty farts that bubble up all around you. quickly, the smell of soap is replaced by the awful stench that permeates the bathroom, the steam spreading it around, essentially creating your own hotbox...
working out in a public lane pool but something you ate wasn't agreeing with you. you try to hold in the gas because you're swimming laps -- if you fart, everyone can see; there's nowhere to sneak one out. but eventually you lose control and let one slip... right in the face of the person swimming behind you...
hot tub bubbles. do i really need to spell this one out
WHEN THEY GRUNT AND MOAN WHILE THEY FART👅👅👅👅👅GRRRRRARGHHHH
I don’t think anything can beat the wry satisfied smugness of someone knowing that you’re addicted to their gas and taking full advantage of it.
Waking you up with morning wind just right up against your body.
Loading up on trigger foods and just Gloating about it.
Lounging on the couch and laughing as their belly roils and gurgles.
Beckoning with an effortless wave of the hand to summon you, gripping you by the base of your hair and pressing your face down into their crotch. Giggling as each rancid fart echoes out onto you. They stroke your hair and coo as you choke it down.
You give them a bath, delicately attending to their body while they unload streams of fetid bubbles, not a care in the world.
Winding down for the evening, just prolonged eye contact, eyes rolling back and mouth dangling open while they push out the gnarliest rip of the day.
… or you know, something like that! Anyway, me and who? 😩
oh to be the little spoon for a man who burps grossly in my ear as he holds me close
I am obsessed with SBDs, a constant hot stream of air against my face that only I can hear as it hisses out of the person on top of me.
idk if this makes sense but when a fart smells warm.. ugh. so good.