A little too Warm

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(WARNING: MOUTHPLAY STUFF AND TRIGGER WARNING! {IT'S NOT VORE.... YET} I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M WRITING THIS BUT I GUESS I JUST RAN OUT OF IDEAS AND THOUGHT OF THIS! PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME FOR SOME SICKO WHO ENJOYS THAT DISGUSTING FETISH!!)

"Raze, you know you can't go with me, it's too dangerous!"

"I don't want to...stay here!" I begged as I waved my hand around the room of my lover. "Besides, I can't put up the thought of missing you! I can't live without you.." He blushes... why does he still blush about this, we've been doing this couple thing for a long time. "You. Can't. Go. You know the consequences of being found out! More worse in an airport with who knows what could happen to you!"

"And what happens if you go away, huh?! How will I feed myself without you reaching all those tall shelves?!" He scrunches his eyebrows together, taking in the point I've just made. "I can't live like I used to do, my body hasn't used a grappling hook for years!" Irsal holds his hand towards his face as he sighs in exasperation. "Raze, we've talked about this... it's too dangerous for you to be out there without any guarantee of safety!" "But... but I... I..." I give up. I flumped myself onto the bed-sheets and started wondering where my grappling hook even went. "Raze... don't be like that... I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to... Arghh FINE!"

He whisper-shouted in rage while I practically bounced up and started sprinting towards the man who gave the care nobody would, and will continue to do so. "But... there isn't a place where I can hide you while they do check-ups, how do you intend to get past that?" My mind deadpanned for a second while this wall came before me... Ah! "How about your luggage or your bag?"

"Girl, that has to be the most dumbest thing you've ever said, you'll suffocate! And even if you didn't they would search the thing." I pout as I thought deeper. "Pockets wouldn't work too then... where else could there be?" Irsal facepalms as he lowers his hand for me to get onto. "That's why... you have no way of getting onto the plane with me."

I looked at his face, from the top of his head, to the bottom of his chin. I guess I'll be missing his voice for a while... wait, his voice. That's it! "Isral, how about your mouth?" He physically chokes on himself. "Raze.... have you forgotten your fear? Of getting... eaten?" I shook my head and forced away those thoughts, even though they truly scarred me. "I trust you! I don't care whatever happens, as long as I'm with you!"

He looks at me for a while, shock written all over his face. "Raze. What did I ever do to deserve you?" I blush as he pulls me closer towards his heart. "Love isn't something that needs conditions, you know?" I love this atmosphere so much. 

He pulls me away from the hug as he smooches all over me, a two-in-one combo, heh. I giggled as hugged his fingers and pulled one close. "So.... when do you want to... get in my... mouth?" (I literally almost choked on water when I wrote that line.) "It should be done before we reach the airport but you can choose the time." I thought about it, maybe time will let me get used to it. "N...N-now would be fine.."

He opens his mouth as he draws me near it and wavers for a second. "A-are you sure about this Raze?" His voice trembled and laced itself with worry. "Yes, a hundred percent sure in how I would trust you until hell freezes over." His eyes shone with gratitude as he gave me a light peck before lowering me onto his... tongue. It feels somewhat... warm? (OH GODS WHAT THE F*CK AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?!?!!?!!) He pats on the head before retracting his tongue into the damp and incredibly moist cavern that I feared so much. All light except a few rays shone through the darkness... I can't believe I'm actually in here... this...is... a m-mou mou-mouth. 

Scenarios swam through my mind. What if he actually swallowed me? Would I die a slow and painful death while my lover fell into guilt and have his heart shattered? Would... would I see him again? Then as if Irsal felt my fear, his tongue elevated and licked my face and rested itself onto my head. My eyes pricked with tears, both with fear and the sense of true love. (I'm back from vomiting. This part took me 5 hours to write....just kidding... it was 2 days.) I guess it would be disgusting, the saliva and everything... but I pretended that it was a finger, merely trying to comfort me. He must be in distress too... I wrapped my hands around the slimy thing and held it close, trying to return the favor.

~Meanwhile~

I can't believe I actually did that. I can't.. I can't... oh gods. This is so nerve-wracking! That face when she said she would trust me until hell freezes over, her act of hugging my tongue and that... arrghhh! That face of pure innocence!!! I felt her little presence still embracing my tongue and I actually want to barf right now. 

But I have to focus on getting through security right now. I walked through the gates leading into the airport and tugged my baggage along as I kept my tongue laid over her safely, keeping in mind to not put too much pressure. I kept my mouth slightly open for oxygen to flow in, because it'd be an actual crisis if she died to suffocation. I kept my saliva in check too, directing most of it into the other end, the gullet. I took in a deep breath and carried on to the check in counter.

Everything was going well.

 ~~~ 

I must admit, I never thought a little act of holding on my tongue would assure me that everything would be fine. I prepared through the boarding gates as I hulled my lugga- "Hey you! Stop!" I visibly tensed as I turned around, hoping that it wasn't me that the guard was calling fore. "Yeah you.." He seemed out of breath... why was he running... no... did he find out?! "You forgot your passport..."

My eyes widened as I took the book of importance. "T-thank you so much! Wait. Raze was in my mouth! Time just seemed to slow as I looked down at the falling body of Raze. I practically jumped to catch her and hugged her closely towards me as I broke my fall on the hard ground. "S-sir, are you alright?" Thank god... he didn't see her. "It's just... a trip, ah my shoelaces are untied." I lowered her into my shirt-pocket as I got up... thank god that my shirt-pocket was deep enough too. 

I quickly tied my shoelaces while sitting down and bounded double-time into the plane to find my seat... to find someone right beside it, fast asleep. I got over him into the window-seat and sat down in exhaustion, sighing as I looked around. No one seemed to be particularly awake, or looking my way; the good thing about night flights. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a very pissed Raze.

"Raze, look, I can explai-" "Irsal, are you hurt?!" What? "Didn't you hit your head on the floor?" I.. "I thought you were mad at me... for something." Her eyes casted a instinctive protective aura around me. "You were falling... I had to catch you..."

"You would hurt yourself for me?" Raze.. you.. "Why would you put me before you? It's not worth letting you die than rather I get a concussion and go to a hospital?" Her eyes started to water. "But stil-" I've had enough of your stubborn personality, my love. You will always be under my protection.

I used my handkerchief to wipe off the saliva off her body, disgusted as I did so. How could she bare with such sticky and slimy substance? With her fears present too? "You have done and gone through a traumatic experience, if I would say so myself. You nonetheless care more about me then yourself, you don't need to prove anything anymore." I hugged her. But this time it felt as if our souls were interacting themselves. Her small yet warm body filled me with wonder, wonder for how I met this girl, this girl out of the entire world. "You move worlds, you know?"

AND I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THE F*CKING TORTURE ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Please forgive me for contradicting my own name. Plz send me the good stuff, the creativity and fluff. I turned this mouthplay thing into a fluff(?)-ish story, obviously. So I hope the next vore-related thing actually has fluff in it in a new light. (Send help... and fluff) 


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