#snzscenario

[starletstarry]

A little summer scenario.

Someone sitting by the pool. Maybe relaxing after a swim.

Their nose tickles, a soft prickling sensation, and they rub at it a few times but there's no relief from the itchy feeling.

The first sneeze is rather soft, lightly jerking them forward into their hands.

They feel their nostrils flare strongly as they rub at the nose and they try not to bring attention towards themselves as their breath hitches.

The next couple of sneezes that follows are sharper, folding them over. They start to look for tissues, but can only find their towel and they lift that towards their face as another build up takes over their entire facial expression.

They snap forward again, and again. The rough sneezes are echoing over the pool area as they aggressively let out the next sneeze into the towel.

[candydust]

Someone getting ready, all dolled up, ready to go out... when all of a sudden, a tickle starts within the nose. Faintly, at first, but frustrating enough to make the nose run.

After lots of sniffling and nose rubbing back and forth, the person realizes the tickle, now a relentless stubborn itch, won't go away. So instead of fighting against it, the person goes for full release, allowing it to build, with a gentle tilt of the head, lips parting, eyes fluttering and nostrils flaring.

The fit starts. Sneeze after sneeze. Into the hands, the crook of the arm and helplessly into the open. Overwhelmed after the attack, the person looks in the mirror and realizes, tiredly, that a touch up is definitely needed.

[candydust]

Just a small scenario that I felt like writing. :)

‘I’m gonna sneeze.’ person A says and person B looks over. Watching the nostrils flare and the nose twitch. Person A shuts the eyes and a deep, bothered frown finds the forehead. Person A inhales, then… nothing.

‘....ugh... false alarm.’ Person A sighs and sniffles.

Person B observe that Person A’s nose is still under the incredible itch and the nostrils flare, begging for a release when person A’s finger rubs them.  

‘It won’t stop tickling.’ Person A complains and suddenly starts to hitch with a helpless expression. Keeping an open palm just to cover the mouth gives Person B a perfect view of the flaring nostrils which becomes bigger as person A once again breathes in.

‘hedh’ASCHschew!!!!’ Person A snaps forward relentlessly.

‘Bless you!’

Still under a wavering breath, person A drops the hand, giving person B a full view of the torturous sneeze that demands a full let out.  

‘…hhheYASCH’schew!!!!’

‘Wow bless you.’ Person B utters in disbelief, while person A sniffles, rubs at the nose and then begins to build up yet again.

[candydust]

Just a scenario with Chad and Tristan that I thought of and wanted to share.

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Tristan recognized the appealing and tempting sound from anywhere and as it occurred again, the removal of the headphones over his head couldn’t have happened much quicker.

Locating the seductiveness, he found Chad sitting on the floor, wardrobe open and stuff everywhere.

‘What are you doing?’

Tristan asked with a curiousness that also required to know why he’d overheard Chad sneezing just moments ago. Placing down what looked like a dark coat, Chad looked up frustrated. His hair lay disheveled and he brushed it out of his eyes.

‘I’m rearranging my closet.’ He sniffled with a scrunch at the nose that Tristan picked up instantly and he observed Chad rubbing at it with a constant motion.  ‘How about yourself?’ He wondered while continuing touching at it.

‘I was playing the uhm…’ Tristan lost track of words, seeing Chad build up so visually. The round edges of his nostrils expanded beautifully as his luscious lips parted in a sensual slow motion.

‘…eh’iiiesch!!!-hh’esch!!!-hhhh… he’eischschiu!!!-hae’yEISCHscho!!!!’

The harsh sneezes craved a release; too rough to contain and caused Chad to snap forward helplessly. Unprepared by the force, the sneezes were barely covered by a cupped and unsteady hand.

‘…uh bless you.’

‘Thank you, goodness. You were saying?’ Chad sniffled again with the wet, demanding sound that drove Tristan completely insane, knowing it’d only trigger more sneezes and realizing what he was about to witness, Tristan found himself starting to wander aimlessly.

‘Nothing of importance.’ He finally sat down on the edge of the bed, watching Chad reaching for a couple of dirty shoes in the extreme corner. Suddenly his posture changed as if his energy dropped and small, vocal breathy breaths came from inside the closet.

‘…ha’ESCHh!!!’scheo… ha’dySCHschewh!!! Goodness me… uh, heh… hhhh, hhhh… ehWRESCHschu!!-ASCHschu!!!-ESCHhh!!!schooo…’

‘Shit, bless you.’

‘Sorry it’s… hhhh… uuhWREASCHSchew!!!! …goodness, it’s freaking dusty in here.’

‘Do you need some help?’

‘WRASCHscheoohh!!! …ugh. ….hhhhu’AESCHschew!!! …no...' Sighing and resuming a sitting position, Chad used both hands to massage the bridge of his nose. ‘…it’s like itching, ugh, so badly.’

‘How come you decided to do this right now? It’s the weekend, you should relax. Enjoy a glass of wine and watch a movie or something.’ Chad sniffled with liquidity as Tristan listed several other options he could've use with his free time.

‘It needed to be done.’ He sighed again, fighting off another sneeze lingering and building in his vulnerable nose with the immensely flaring nostrils. ‘I’ve been… hhhhh, ehum… I’ve been putting it off far too long.’

Tristan kneeled down and crawled over to Chad’s side. ‘You got some tissues on you?’

‘Why?’ He replied with a frown.

‘I figured you might wanted to blow out whatever has gotten up your stunning nose.’ He said with a gentle smile, then kissed Chad on the cheek.

‘Oh…’ A blush met Chad upper cheekbones, he hadn't expected that answer. ‘…perhaps I should.’ Searching through his pockets, he found a folded tissue. ‘…it’s been with me since morning.’ He bashfully confessed when his eyes went blank. Closing them slowly, he brought the tissue closer to his mouth, with the head tilting back slightly, a sharp inhale slipped through his lips.  ‘uh’Gnnsch!!!-hu’giiSCH!!!-TSXxch!!!-sch’iiSch!!!-Knxxtsch!!!’schooo… oh bless-uuh’GNx!!-Knnx!!-… ugh, hhhhh… uuh’dESCHschieew!!!! …oh my goodness, so sorry, that tickled so profusely.’

‘Fuck me you’re so fucking hot. I mean I know you’d like for me to say bless you and stuff like that but I can't when you’re so fucking incredible.’

Chad blushed harder by Tristan’s choice of complimenting words. ‘…thank you.’ He replied quietly, sniffling and gently stroking the material over the quivering nostrils that’d also reached a rosy hue.

‘Do you know how amazing you are?’

Chad glanced down and continued to maneuver the tissue at the nose.

‘Let me help you sort out some of your clothes.’ Tristan offered and started collecting some garments, sensing Chad was too embarrassed to reply.

‘I’ll blow my nose now.’ He softly warned, watching Tristan putting the t-shirts in one pile.

‘Go right ahead.’ Tristan chuckled, and at the same time secretly enjoying the moist sound from his loved one’s nose.

‘Sorry.’ Chad excused himself when done, and put the tissue on the floor. Sniffling, he let a finger rest beneath the nose.

‘Better?’ Tristan asked, gazing in Chad’s direction when he noticed his eyes narrowing.

‘Honestly?’ He sniffled again, when his breathing became erratic. ‘…not realll-hhhh’ehEISCHscho!!!’ The forceful sneeze jerked him forward into his hands. ‘….hhhhhh… eh’gnisch!!!-esch!!!-ischo!!-ischu!!!-huh’KNXgtsch!!!… oooh… ’ Incapable of stopping the fit, Chad moved slightly to the side. ‘-hhy’ESCHsch!!!!-uh’WRESCHschioo!!! ...oh my.’

Catching a peek in Tristan’s direction, the colour of his upper cheeks transformed even redder while the fingers fidgeted and rubbed at the nose.

‘Truly amazing.’ Tristan reached for Chad’s waist and pulled him into his arms. ‘Bless you my gorgeous.’ He worded adoringly into his ear.

[candydust]

A little fictional snzscenario ~

Part. 1

Even though her allergies been troubling her since morning, she was still adamant carrying on her daily schedule. Which first and foremost should go as planned with a refreshing jog through the park.

She sniffled putting on her sneakers. The nose kept itching, sending her into frustrating false starts. She grabbed her phone, put the ear buds in. Gathering her hair up in a messy ponytail. Checking herself out quickly in the mirror, she figured the slim yoga pants were suitable for running too.

She headed out the door.

Starting off slow, she began her usual jog through the block. The nose kept bothering her, tickling and itching and she hastily rubbed at it. Breathing through her mouth, she felt her breath starting to hitch. Slowing down the pace, she focused on the itch in nose which flared her nostrils widely.

‘Uh…’ She hitched again, hastily building up towards the sneeze that she so badly wanted to release.

‘Eh-Tschh!-K’schu!! …’ She sneezed into her elbow, whilst trying to keep up a steady pace. ‘Ah-tsch!-Tsch! …ah’Tschu!!’ She wiped off the nose with the back of her hand and kept running. ‘…T-scho!-ah-Tscho!-T'schu!!!’ The nose began to run too and she caught herself sniveling frequently. At least the tickle had subsided and she felt some sort relieved feeling from it.

Finally she reached the park. She slowed down momentarily. Her moist nose wasn’t done and she had to sneeze all over again. Narrowing her eyes, she brought up her phone. Unlocking it, she didn’t bother to conceal any specific expression as the facial features of a pre-sneeze took over her.

‘Tsch!-Tschu!!’Schew!!’ Barely turning her head as some droplets ended up on the screen of her phone. She wiped off her nose with her hand once more.  ‘Eh-K’schu!! ...eh ah’K’tscho!!’ It was harder for her to hold back her sneezes as they were growing stronger from each fit. Putting the phone back, she sniffled strongly. Starting to jog towards the nearest convenience store.

She was just about to enter when someone called her name. Turning around she took out her ear buds as she was met by a colleague. About her own age, they’d formed some sort of loosely based friendship.

‘Hey out jogging again?’

‘Yea.’ She sniffled. Giving her nose a quick rub. ‘What about you? Out shopping?’

‘Yea I’m going to buy that shirt we talked about during lunch do you remember?’

‘Yea.’ She felt her nose twitch. She put her hands on her hips with a blank expression. The tickle established rapidly inside her nose and she hitched. ‘Ah-tsch!-Tsch!-hhh-Tschuu!!’

She sneezed openly to the right side of her friend. Knowing it was probably due to allergies she didn’t bother to cover.

‘Oh bless you! Allergies?’

‘Ah-Ktsch!! …Yea. …uhh-T’schoo!! Severe during spring.’

Despite the urgent sniffles, her nose began to drip and she stroked at it with her open palm.

‘Poor thing.’

‘You don’t have any tissues on you, do you?’

‘Sorry. All out.’

‘T’schs!!’ Sniff. ‘Eh’tschue!!’ Sniffle. ‘K-tschu!!-T’schou!!’ Sniffle, sniffle.

She was now sniffling after every sneeze. The itch just wouldn't subside and was beginning to bother her tremendously. She had to keep the jogging session short. Even though she wasn’t prone to quit anything she’d started.

‘K-tschu!!-ooh.' She caught that one sneeze into her elbow. 'Shit I really must get going. I can’t just stand here and sneeze my head off. We’ll talk later? Nice seeing you.’

‘Yes, see you. Feel better!’

She went inside the store. The monitored screen that looked back at her revealed her red nose and watery eyes. Feeling a slight congestion, she quickly walked over and got packs of tissues and a couple of face masks. They come in handy for her next run, she figured.

Walking out the store she put the tissues to her nose and blew it vigorously. It felt so good to her nose to get rid of the ticklish particles momentarily. She threw the used tissue into a trash can and picked up a jogging pace on her way home.

She reached the park and that’s where her nose begun to bother her once more. She stopped altogether and breathed heavily through her mouth. The nose twitched and flared, the itching sensation traveling further up to the triggering point.

‘Ah-tsch!!-Tscho!!-K-tsch!!-Tsch!!’ She sneezed freely and openly. Stifling the sneezes so harshly, she felt her nostrils widening from each. A faint mist had landed on top of her sports bra.  She awkwardly wiped it off.

‘Bless you!’ A bypasser exclaimed and she nodded at the man hastily, building up towards another fit. Fishing up a new tissue, she put it over her nose and mouth.

‘Ah-Tschosmm!-K'schhhhmm!!’ The nose dripped and she blew it harshly. The forceful tendency caused a ticklish burning and she hitched yet again.

‘T'schue!-Ah’Tschu! ... huh-RASCHiu!! ASCHEu!!! ...Oh wow.’ She said to herself, starting to feel exhausted, when her nostrils flared once more. ‘…ASCH-schu!! AH'GASCHu!!’ The powerful sneezes bent her over.

Rubbing at her nose with the tissue, she was surprised over how strong and loud the sneezes came out. She blew her nose again more carefully. Putting her ear buds back in, she walked the way home. Ready and steadily with a tissue at hand.

[candydust]

Decided to write a continuence from the first snzscenario.

Part | 2.  – At home

She unlocked the door to the apartment and went inside. The nose still bothered her, making her sniffle as the placed the keys in the usual box on the table in the hallway.

The next thing on the schedule was to clean the apartment and since she already felt a bit sweaty from the jog, she figured a shower could wait until the washing up was done.

Heading into the kitchen towards the sink, the filled it up with warm water and soap. The gentle but sharp scent teased her sensitive nose. Rubbing at it with the back of her hand, the tickle persistently lingered.  

Washing up the plates she kept sniffling whilst a bothersome look captured her face. The itch was becoming unbearable and her nostrils kept flaring. She paused momentarily. A false start escaped her lips and she exhaled frustrated. Loosing focus, she concentrated on the tickle, building and forming in her vulnerable nose. She hitched and build up. Allowing the tickle to finally take over.

‘Ah-K’tsch!!-Tsch!!-Ah-Kutschu!! Ooh...’ She let the stifled sneezes out openly over the bubbly water.

She barely had time to enjoy the release when the tickle swiftly returned.

‘Ah-Tschu!-hhhh-K’tschu!! … Ah-Tscho!! uh...’ Her nose began to run and she sniffled desperately. Each helpless sniffle drew the see-through liquid right back up her nostrils. With a stubborn outlook, she continued to wash up the cutlery in a more rapid manner.

Her eyes squinted. The fragile nostrils flared. She had to sneeze again. Slightly titling her head back, she gasped.

‘Ah-Tschue!!-K’tsch!! hhhh-ASCHHHschu!! Oh…’ She exhaled vocally as her nose dripped. She wiped off her hands with a cloth, then ripped out a few paper towels from the holder.

Wiping off her nose firstly, she then blew it harshly and continuously.

‘Ugh…’ She stroked the paper at her itchy nose. The rapid motion made it twitch. ‘….uh not again…’ Her voice wavering as her eyelids fluttered, her body language tensed. The nostrils flared deeply at the now red nose and she felt her eyes watering as she closed them.

‘ASCHu! …AH-Ktschu!!-Kutscho!! …ARASCHUu!!!!’ She bent over from the force. Her hair tangled and strands of it slipping out of the ponytail. ‘uh, HRASCHU!!’

Composing herself with helpless sniffles, she went back to the sink. Picking up a glass, she used the sponge at it hastily. Her nose twitched again and she winced. Building up aggressively, her head flicked faintly as the burning tickle set her off for a release.

‘…HHhhh-Atsch’chu!!-ATSCH!!!-ASCHHHuu!!’ She sneezed freely over the dishes. ‘hhhhhh… RASCHHHscho!!!! Ugh…’

Her nose urgently runny, she hurriedly dried off her hands off the yoga pants. Rolling off a bunch of papers she put them to her nose and blew it roughly.

‘…ugh.’ She groaned and headed into the bathroom. Looking into the mirror she noticed her mascara was becoming messy. Her red nose was beginning to feel sore at the glistening, trembling nostrils.

Opening the cabinet she searched for the antihistamines when it dawned on her that she’d forgotten to buy new ones. She sighed as the itch in the nose returned in full force. Frantically waving a hand in front of her face, she urged the tickle to establish faster in the ticklish quivering nose.

‘Ah…’

Catching herself in the mirror, she watched the red poor nostrils flare to the widest extent as her lips parted slowly.

‘AH’GRASCHU! ASCHU!!! Ugh… …AH-KTSCHU!!-K’TSCH!’…AH’WRATSCHU!!! ..uh…’ She put the papers back to her nose and blew it strongly, making her shoulders heave from the force. ‘…uh.’ She moaned, tenderly stroking off the dark shadows that’d smeared around the eyes.

She went back into the kitchen. The dishes were half done. She exhaled with a stuffed up congestion.

The dishes would have to wait. Instead she went into the bedroom, attending the laundry which needed folding and set into the rightful drawer.

‘Ktsch!!’ She stifled into her wrist, grabbing one garment. ‘T’tscho!!’ Sniffle.  ‘K’teschu!!’ Sniffle. The nose kept producing the wet liquid and it bothered her vehemently.

She folded up two t-shirts. As she reached for a skirt, the tickle returned sharply.

‘Uh…’ She groaned again. Since her poor nostrils were already sore, she felt them flaring intensively.

‘Ah’Ketschu!!’ She sneezed to the side of skirt, not wanting to defile it and wash it all over again. ‘Uh, ASCHchu!! …uugh.’ The skirt was barely folded halfway when the tickle returned forcefully. ‘Hhhh-RAXSCHU!! …ugh… HATSCHuU! TSCHuU!! HA-GATSCHU!!’

Recovering to her senses she noticed she skirt had been misted with several droplets. She sighed, dropping it to the floor. Changing her mind instantly, she bent over to pick it up; making her nose run while doing so.

‘Ughh…’ She hid her nose with an open hand and headed back into the bathroom. Rolling off several sheets of paper, she covered her nose with them. The wet gurgling sound that came out didn’t seem to have an ending. Folding the papers together, she blew her nose into it again with the same frustrating result.