Hi cryptid!
Long time lurker first time asker on this wonderful hellscape :)
I've been really sick recently and I've been having to take these throat numbing cough drops to help with my throat pain, it basically feels like when you go to the dentist and get all numbed up with lidocaine. But it has me thinking about reader taking one of these numbing cough drops and then giving one of the 141 boys head without telling them just to mess with them.
Like reader gets down on their knees and is just purring about how they want to make their boys feel so good and then after a few seconds of pleasure a weird tingly numb sensation starts to curl down their dick with readers spit. And maybe they don't even notice till it's too late and their dick is numb and their balls are blue. Cue reader laughing maniacally 😈.
Anyways thank you so much for your blog, I have been stalking your blog between sleep and it brings so much joy.
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Oh my God, this is DELICIOUS!! I'm sorry you're not feeling well, but I'm glad it led you to this idea because I'm LOVING THIS! I'm so glad you enjoy my blog and I look forward to seeing you in my inbox again 🐷 :]]
You felt fucking miserable. You could hardly breathe out of your nose, your throat was killing you, and you had a low-grade fever that made your joints ache miserably. All you could do now was take some cold medication and take the cough drops your doctor prescribed.
Halfway through sucking on the cough drop, you felt it. The numb sensation coated your throat and took the ache away. You sigh in relief, gald you could spend at least the next few hours without a raging cough.
Then another idea slowly creeps into your mind.
"Johnny~, I need you.." Johnny shudders when you're hot breath fans across his neck. "Just scoot back. Let me under the desk." You insist. Johnny doesn't even hesitate, moving his chair back so you could crawl underneath and start unzipping his pants.
You knew to go to Johnny out of everyone else on the team because he wouldn't say no. John would send you to bed, Kyle would call you gross, and Simon wouldn't let you because he wouldn't want snot on his pubes. Johnny, the nasty dog he was, would let you suck him off anytime, anywhere.
"Oh fuck, Bonnie." Johnny gasps when your lips wrap around his cock, shoving his fist into his mouth to keep himself quiet. You hum around his cock, opening your throat so you could take more of him.
Johnny shifts his hips forward, moaning quietly as you swallow him down eagerly. He could feel your hands wrapping his waist tight, your eyes twinkling mischievously. Before he can figure out why, he feels it. The tingling running up and down his cock while you hold him in your throat.
"Wait, fuck, Y/N." Johnny shudders when you fondle his balls, pulling off of him with a loud pop.
"What's wrong, Johnny? Blue balls?" You giggle up at him, wrapping your hand around his cock. He could feel the pressure of your hand there, but no friction. No pleasure. "It'll go away in a few hours." You assure, tucking him back into his pants and zipping them up.
"I'm going to get you back for this." Johnny groans, grabbing your neck and pulling you up into a kiss. "Once I can feel my dick again, I'll make sure you feel every inch of me."
