Breathing Style Generator Novels & Stories

She couldn't, her own breath a series of short, useless gasps. "Okay," he said, his voice unshaken. "New plan. We count. Breathe in with me. One... two... three... four." He breathed in deeply, demonstrating. "Hold. One... two... three. Now out. One... two... three... four... five."

“Fine. Show me.” Kai moved behind me, his chest brushing my back. His hands settled lightly on my shoulders. “Breathe in slow through your nose… deep into your belly. Hold it. Then let it out even slower through your mouth. Like this.” He demonstrated, his breath warm against my ear. “Try it.” I closed my eyes and copied him. In… hold… out. It felt weird at first, but his voice stayed steady and kind. “Good. Again. Longer hold this time. You’re doing great.”

The images cling to the corners of my vision refusing to fade. The air feels thick, pressing down on me, choking me as if it wasn’t quite real, hands trembling uncontrollably. “Breathe Tish, inhale, hold exhale.” I hear Kim’s gentle voice guiding me. My breaths come shallow, jagged at first, like I am learning to breathe again slowly. I loosen my grip on the mattress, willing my pulse to slow down. Eyes closed, I breathe in the faint scent of rain filtering through the small cracked window, mixing with the stale air of the room. “Breathe in and out.”

“Close your eyes.” I did. The world turned inward instantly. And inside me, everything was loud. Keiran’s voice begging. Beverly’s laughter. The word freak. Ronan’s mouth on mine. Ronan’s promise. My own voice screaming leave until my throat burned. My breath caught. My mother’s voice cut through the noise like a blade through fog. “Breathe in for four. Hold for two. Out for six.” I tried. In… two… three… four. Hold. Out… slowly. My lungs shook.

He asks me to sit cross-legged, and my hands spread on my knees. "Now I want you to close your eyes, I'm going to try something with you," he asks me, and I do, "breath calmly, inhale," he says, "now exhale. Try to inhale, hold the air for a second and then exhale. Repeat until I tell you to stop." I take breaths and wait. I listen to all the sounds in the gym, even the breeze moving the tree limbs outside. The buzzing of a bee, the song of birds, some animal that I do not know.

“Hear me. Listen to me. Take down as much oxygen as possible, and when you breathe out, hold it for as long as you can. Four counts, six counts, eight counts. Each time, you move higher and higher.” My eyes leak tears. Four counts? I attempt the technique because I want to lose. I didn't succeed the first time. But on the third attempt, I manage to breathe out for four long beats before sucking in air like I’m suffocating again. “There.” The voice makes me relax. “You’ve got it. Now, for six. Ready? Let me count on you.” His thumb swipes across my knuckles gently, and I tell my lungs this is the one that will calm me down.

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Drawing patterns and teasing her sensitive skin. "Open your legs, Jasmine" He spoke quickly, panting and using a hoarse voice that sounded painful and rough. Her breathing got stuck in her throat as she heard him speak. She could not breathe freely, as if the air itself was being blocked by his words, freezing her in place and making her heart beat faster. She felt her heart beating rapidly within her, her stomach fluttering as if a flock of butterflies was flying around within it. There was an undeniable rush and excitement within her belly, her heartbeat quickening as if her soul was racing with joy and anticipation.

ACE "Hey," I caught Miranda by her wrists, the pads of my thumbs tracing over her thrumming pulse points, "you need to breathe, baby. Take in a deep breath for me." Her sky blue eyes held my hazel ones as she inhaled deeply through her nose, chest inflating with air and round tits pressing against the bodice of her dress.

"Let's take a deep breath together.” He did it and I practiced with him. "Good. Now, tell me five things you can see." My eyes darted around. “I…I can see you, the dumbbells, white walls, a water bottle and…and my memories.” Julian's hands tightened. "Tell me five things you can hear.” At that point, my breathing was returning to normal. I had no idea that such a method existed. "Your voice, mine, my heartbeat, the hum of the AC. I…I can't hear anything else.”