MDNI
Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's
Undoing a zipper with your mouth is...very hard. It takes a few tries and is not as intuitive as you thought it would be?¿? But Johnny is more than happy to be your test dummy.
"I wanna try something new."
You said while lying on top of him. Johnny is excited, as always. His ears perked right up while you were making out.
"Don't get too excited, it's stupid really."
You pulled back. He didn't care, he just wanted to see what you had in mind. Always curious, he was always the first of the boys you went to when you wanted to try something new and possibly embarrassing.
You leave kisses down his neck and hairy, buff chest, and the dark trail down his stomach to right above his belt buckle. You undo that with your hands. Slowly running a slick tongue against his V-line,
"Christ, bonnie..."
You are laser-focused, thinking about your next move. You get a good grip on either side of the waistband, pulling the front belt loops towards each other. Then you lean forward, gripping the fabric of the top of the buttonhole with the front of your teeth, pulling up the fabric until the hole is over the button; you pull your head up, down, and away until the button is undone. Success. You look up at Johnny, who has a foolishly huge grin on his face; it takes all of your strength not to laugh at him. You focus on the task at hand again, hands still on his waistband. You stick your index fingers out to pull down the front of his boxers an inch or two and softly lick and nip at the skin underneath. That makes him shiver,
"Ye'r a fuckin dream, ya know that?"
You hold the fabric together still and dig your tongue into the folds of the fabric until your tongue catches the end of the zipper, tucking it between your teeth. It's a little bit of a struggle getting it down; you figure out you have to keep the fabric of the top of the waistband together to zip it down somewhat smoothly. Sometimes, it catches on itself, and you have to move your head back up and down until it continues to glide down, moving slowly. But you got it. Unzipped and unbuttoned him successfully. You are proud of yourself and give Johnny's clothed, throbbing cock a quick kiss before looking back up at him. His dumbass is giving a thumbs up,
"That was magic darlin'. Shuid show that tae the rest o' the team."
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Your recent posts about going to the dentist helped me muster the courage to make a dentist appointment. It's in a few weeks. I haven't been there in a few years because it makes me anxious, and I know there's a bunch of pretty bad issues and I'm terrified but I will go. T_T
AGHHHH godspeed!!!!!!
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Whumpee needing to go to the dentist for one reason or another after capture and starting to get really anxious laying in the chair. The bright light above them and the prone position being back memories of being strapped down and helpless in captivity. It’s not until the sound of the tools that the whumpee really starts to freak out and caretaker has to come sit with them the whole time to remind them they’re okay.
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Can I just say that it’s so cool that people have all of these different interests? This sounds a bit silly to say but. I just think it’s so cool that there’s people out there who enjoy tasks I hate doing, find so many amazing things to love in things that I would consider to be boring. I don’t find dental science as interesting as biology, but there’s people who love dental science and want to make a career out of it the same way I want to make a career out of biology and environmental science! And we need both types of people and even more people who like even more things!
It comforts me in a way, because I know that even if I don’t get into environmental science and limnology someone else will, and if I don’t end up working with aquaculture systems someone else will, and if I don’t end up working with fishes someone else will. And if I don’t do any of it at all then there’s no doubt someone doing it!
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„if my comfort character was real I‘d hug them!“ „if my comfort character was real I‘d run away from them!“ if Harrowhark Nonagesimus was real I‘d ask her to pluck out all of my teeth manually, break my jaw and mold it into place.
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