Booping Noses Novels & Stories

He shook his head, “you don’t get to touch me, Princess.” Ah. The flirt golden boy is back, just like that, “wouldn’t dream of it.” On my feet now, I rounded the island while Gio moved his chair back to make room for me. He placed the melted popsicles on top of the island and allowed me to put my hands on either side of his nose. “This is just like an insect bite. You’re a big boy, right?” I’m definitely enjoying the stunned look on his face. “I’m not a fucking boy-argh!” his face scrunched just in tune with the popping sound of his nose. “You little devil,” he held his nose.

Including feeling no need to scare herself with thoughts of going nowhere. "Want to try again?" asked Rose with a defiantly satisfied face. Actually, Rose was a little wary when Theo's eyes squinted as if he was thinking about something. "That's fine, if my nose gets damaged I'll replace it with yours." Theo's large thumb and forefinger clamped down on the tip of Rose's nose with enough force that its owner struggled in annoyance. "I told you not to touch me!" Rose's fist repeatedly hit the arm that finally moved out of the way.

He then came closer, our bodies inches apart. "Let's increase the challenge." He said. "Can you see what I'm about to do?" He said, I lifted my right eyebrow in confusion; he then lifted his hand and his index finger touched the tip of my nose. "Boop", he said, and I blinked not expecting that. He then smiled like the idiot he is, and I rolled my eyes. "Yes," I said. "Can you see this?" He said and now lifted both of his hands, I was confused about what he was about to do, and then my eyes widen in realization. "Say hello to the tickle monster."

Estelle’s POV Chloe rubbed her nose with the back of her hand, her small face scrunching up like she’d smelled something bad. “Aunt Daisy’s flowers smell nice,” she said nasally, still rubbing, “but my nose feels funny.” Before anyone could respond, Harrison turned his head sharply and sneezed loudly. He frowned deeply and yanked a handkerchief from his pocket, pressing it against his mouth and nose fast. Chloe was still rubbing her nose, blinking at him with watery eyes, and I watched his eyebrows pull together slowly. His mouth opened slightly and he tilted his head, looking at her more closely now, his gaze moving from her nose to her eyes to the shape of her face.

From her big baby doe eyes , to her cute little button noses , I feel blessed to even look at her. I can not help but chuckle as she brings her two tiny hands towards her face. Spongebob does the same with his own hands , and with that – I can piece together what she is about to do. She places her fingers in front of her imaginary spongebob yellow nose – she begins to play it like a flute syncing with the character on screen. I hear her sweet giggle when she is done doing this – it makes my heart melt.

he yelled, remembering, his voice getting louder each time. He grabbed a clean towel from the nearby table and pressed it into my trembling hands. “Pinch your nose. Right here. Hard,” he guided my fingers to the soft part beneath the bridge. I tried to tilt my head back. “No, no, forward!” he corrected quickly, angling my head down. Blood dripped onto the towel, but at least now it wasn’t choking me. He ran to the kitchen, nearly slipped. In minutes, he returned. He handed me a bag of frozen peas, and pressed it carefully against the top of my nose.

"Ahhh, don't worry I'll wake him up for you." I get near Jeoff. Sit in front of his face and picked his nose. Jeoff woke up instantly and he will hit me with a pillow and instantly I did an April Boy mode, with his song I can't accept it, that you'll do it to me. Cross hand to stop it. Not my face. My pretty face. "What the fuck Charm!"

This man is my mood booster is indeed good at overturning my feelings. Finally, with all my fingers, I grabbed Gerald's nose and tugged on him. Luckily it's sharp so that I can pull it off. Try to pug. I can't pinch Gerald's nose. "Aw .... all fingers." He exclaimed. I just rolled my eyes. I closed my eyes, a sign that it was my turn to guess. The long wait, one minute, and no sign of my nose being poked. Suddenly, something warm and wet pressed against my lips. Gerald put his lips against mine.

His head fell back, “Delicious.” He then noticed the disgust in my facial expression, and he shook his head. “You didn’t like that?” His voice was low, “Maybe this will make you think before you react.” He glided the knife over my face, drawing blood, biting down, and closing my eyes. There was a burning sensation on my cheek, and I felt as if the blood ran down my face. “There, hope that will teach you a lesson.” He tapped my nose with the knife, “Boop.” “What happened to you?” I asked, trying to steady my breathing.

“What? Spongeboob?” She releases a high-pitched sound between a scream and a giggle. “I think SpongeBob is ridiculous too baby” Kissing her once more, this time on her cute little button nose, I get off my knees to join Niko where our dinner is dished out in covered plates. "You didn't have to wait for me," I say lowly. When I’m close enough he takes my hand, bringing it to his nose, sniffing at my skin. “You like?” I ask smiling. “It’s a new body butter, Mama sent it over earlier and I thought to try it out.”