Booping Noses Novels & Stories

Of course, it was a bloody nose. "Oh my God, Aubrey, are you okay? I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were behind the door!" The words rushed out of him as he took my arm and turned me around, inspecting my nose. "Oh crap! Quick, tilt your head forward and pinch your nose," he ordered. Scooping me up, he carried me to the bed and laid me on it. The sound of cloth tearing drew my attention as Chase ripped his shirt off, scrunching it up and placing it under my nose.

he urges, a playful smile on his face. "I don’t really have one, but I guess a fun fact about me is that I can stick my tongue to my nose," I say, feeling a bit silly but also playful. "Really?" he asks, clearly intrigued. “Yeah, just watch me.” I lean in and stick my tongue to the tip of my nose, and his eyes widen in surprise. He smiles and says, "Oh wow! That’s really impressive." "Thank you," I grin, feeling a rush of confidence.

And he felt his wish was finally fulfilled, although he hopes it wasn't the last. "Let me tell you a secret about this kiss," Boaz was still drunk in ecstasy as he whispered to her. Nina felt tickled by his lips too close to her ears, adding to the fact that she was also feeling hot and intensely aroused. She curled her neck. Boaz was still blindfolded. "That was called a snowball kiss. One comes in the mouth, then we kiss and get to share our tastes. I have longed to do that, but I have never found anyone to do it with until today. Until you." He was breathless as he tried to explain himself so intently. Because what he was going to say next was eating his whole being in excitement already.

At the mention of me taking their noses their hands flew to cover them. "As if you can!" Dan challenges me. "Yeah. Noses are permanent!" "Well then I'll use magic!" "You can't use magic!" They both shouted at me. "Okay then." I bend over them. Got a hold of their noses and made a popping sound and pretended to have them in my hands. "Got your wolf noses!" I wave my empty hands in the air. "Our noses! Give us back our noses!" Ren cried while Dan seemed to be on the verge of choking.

, he tells me. "I wasn't-" "Dude, you don't get to lie.", he says, interrupting me. Growling, I turn my attention to Martin to see him giggling at me, which makes me smile. He lifts his arms up and grabs my nose, which makes me hiss at how strongly he grabbed it; once I could tug nose from his small yet strong fingers, I wiggle my nose then hiss before giving him my finger. I hear either Jay or Christian laughing at me, but they stop with one word.

"You take that back! My nose is the normal size, you stupid bitch!" "It's long. You look like Pinocchio!" "You're asking for it now!" He used his other hand to find her most sensitive spot near the waist, then tickled her violently. "Stop it!" she cried out and tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "Take it back!" Noah demanded and continued to assault her with more tickles. "I won't do it, just let me go!" she giggled uncontrollably. "Stop, I can't breathe!" "I'll end it when you take it back."

"What I mean is..... I burst into laughter, and he glared at me when he found out I was joking and poked my nose. "Yah!! I tackled him on the mat and pulled his hair while he laughed and tried pulling my hand off his hair. "Don't poke my nose ever again," I warned and got off him, but he pulled me back, laying me on top of him. "How about I kiss your nose like this? "

"A bubble bath? That’s quite a demand.” “Pleeeease!" he clasped his hands over his chest resembling a kitten. “Alright, alright. For today." I said, tousling his hair. "Be careful not to let the bubbles overflow, from the tub okay?” Noah gave a nod although I was fully aware it really signified nothing. I began filling the bathtub with warm water. The sweet strawberry scent of bubble soap filled the room, and Noah was already jumping with excitement, pulling off his school uniform in a way that made me have to remind him

And reluctantly, I did as he asked, choosing to look at his nose instead for I was feeling way too shy to look directly into his eyes. "My eyes are up here, baby," he said, sounding a little amused. "I know. But I'm looking at your nose right now. You have a very beautiful nose," I muttered, staring intently at said nose. It really was beautiful, perfectly straight. No blackheads, either. "Well, thank you. Can't say anyone's ever complimented my nose before," he answered, sounding like he was trying really hard not to laugh. I nodded absent mindedly. "They haven't? That's actually kind of rude of them. Beautiful things must be appreciated. Don't worry, nose, I'm here for you," I told his nos

His eyes never leave mine. His hands slowly lift up and both thumbs come towards my nose. What is he doing? I just told him it hurts to even touch it. His thumbs gently glide against my nose on either side. I flinch, expecting to feel pain but instead feel a slight tingling, not in a painful way, actually felt kind of nice. Slowly his thumbs glide up and down the outside of my nose, meeting in the middle at the top. His thumbs move from the bridge of my nose, sideways to the middle of my cheekbones, and back again. It's such a simple motion yet it feels so amazing and phenomenal. His eyes never leave mine and mine never leave his, no words are spoken as we carefully watch one another.