Nov 20, 2025
A full body shiver before and after they sneeze.
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A full body shiver before and after they sneeze.
Someone very eloquent and proper having a drawn out sneezing fit.
They keep being interrupted halfway through a word or a saying. The sneeze is either just a short setback that they can shake off and return to finishing what they were saying, and then apologising that "it must be something in the air".
Or, it's an overwhelming affair, a sensation that they barely have time to contain, half finished word catching aggressively in their throat. They feign a cough and excuse themself from conversation, practically fleeing somewhere secluded. They are shaking from trying to hold it in all the while, and as soon as they believe they are "safe" they let their lungs draw in a big breath, hitching once and then sneezing with such volume the sound almost reverberates. But it isn't over, oh no.
They might lessen in volume over time, but the nearly theatrical nature of how their chest heaves, their eyes water, mouth open just a tad, remains strong.
Eventually all they can get out is soft, shivering hitching and barely audible "tchuu" that melt back into hitching before they might catch a break.
And to their horror, once they can take in a small breath and sniffle without setting their nose off, there's a soft, worried voice that comes from the doorway, "bless you..."
Eyebags becoming more pronounced when the person starts coming down with a cold. They sleep just as much as usual, don't feel tired (yet), and everyone asking if they feel alright makes no sense to them. Perhaps even annoys them, if they are self-conscious about looking perpetually exhausted.
And then they catch a glimpse of their reflection and groan - because they know what is in store for two weeks at minimum, and they will look even worse when the real symptoms start.
Soft false start tickles are incredibly annoying.
Talking about something important, only to feel the tickle spreading from the very edge of inner nostrils, up with a steady buzz, stopping just below the spot that would trigger a sneeze.
Tickling like static, almost teasing if it wasn't so steady and persistant. Steering the attention away from the conversation. Brows furrowed in anticipation, lifting a finger to let the other party know to wait a moment. Taking two soft, fast, dry sniffles to coax the tickle deeper, move it along and get it over with. Only for it to rise just barely past the spot, before settling right back into the infuriating position it started in.
The huff through the nose, trying to resume the conversation, while acutely aware the damn thing might suddenly decide to shoot out with no time to prepare, unless the attention is divided between talking and waiting.
While possibly looking perplexed and not listening.
Annoying. Infuriating. Teasing.
Having to step on tippy toes to reach the sickies forehead
Someone so miserable all they can do is lay in bed on their stomach and sniffle, eyebags under their aalmost fully closed eyes. They keep dozing off, but just can't fall asleep because of their nose.
A tired shaky breath, a tickle- and nothing, s dissatisfied exhale and two sniffles to see if that'll coax a reaction. Nothing.
Slowly grinding on a sickie's dick while their breath is hitching. False starts, buildups that end in shakey exhales, followed by harsh sniffles that irriate their already reddish nose, begining the cycle once again.
Groaning for them to just "sneeze already", unsure if the torture of this kink-specific edging is the sole reason why they're taking so damn long. Or if they are stuck, unable to reach their own relief without assistance. But it was agreed that there will be no touching...
So a throbbing cunt and swollen clit wait in anticipation right along with the sufferring nose, the rocking motion atop sickie's cock yet another sensation that serves to keep the tension at the near-painful high.
Sickie, the bastard, stiffles the first sneeze. They'd do it to the second one too, if their cock wasn't subjected to a quickened pace, cum running down with each whine from their partner as they try to reach the- "HET'CHHEW!"
Their partner yells as they finally cum, thighs shaking as they stop in their movements, riding the ecstasy. And then their hands take hold of sickie's shoulders and they begin fucking themself with wild abandon, slamming down hard and fast.
It seems that unrestrained sneeze was just what was needed, a lenghty sneezing unleashed, loud and merciless. As if this was a revenge for putting it off for so long.
By the time it ends, Sickie is near delirious. Sapped of energy, balls empty, their dick milked so throughly they don't know if it even still exists.
And their partner, lower body covered in cum, laying next to them. They are biting their fingers, vibrator on their clit suceeding in coaxing two more orgasms out, before they all but sink into the bed, legs and arms shivering. An end to what felt like hours of joyous torture.
And then the hitch - hiht- hitching begins a new.
Imagining a man so imposing, terrifying, strong to the point where he can fling anyone across a room like a ragdoll if he so wishes, becoming defenseless and weak and helpless because of a stuck sneeze, and his hitching breaths once it starts to build does... Wild things to me.