Novel & Cerita Cartman Licking Tears

It has never happened to him, and he never thought it was possible. Crying without a reason was just absurd. **Are you okay? Did I do something wrong again? I'm sorry.** "Haha, what are you talking about, I'm fine." he chuckled again, neither of them paying attention to the fact that he had just responded to Kyle's thought, again. Kyle took a step forward and his next act made him freeze up. He brought his nose closer to him and rubbed his fur against his tears to dry them up. As soon a she did that, a sudden feel of nostalgia hit him hard and he swallowed amidst his tears with furrowed brows.

"I-I'm not crying," Fred said, turning his head away in embarrassment. "But your eyes are so red," Jacqueline pointed out, moving her body to where Fred had turned his face. Jacqueline reached out her hand to wipe his tears, and her sudden actions caught Fred completely off guard. Jacqueline felt a wetness on her finger and said, "Look! Your tears!" she exclaimed, licking the tears away from her fingers. "Eek! It's salty!" Fred's face flushed redder, not sure how to react.

His neck was still badly bleeding. He had cuts and wounds all over his body. I felt heartbroken and wrapped my arms around his waist. "I’m sorry…" I cried myself a river on him, "It’s all my fault! I almost have you killed!" He turned his head and looked at me for a while. Then, he used his giant tongue to lick the tears on my face. I knew he was trying to comfort me. I held his snout in my arms and cried even more. At that moment, I buried my face in his furs and let all of my shame, remorse, anger, and fear out.

I closed my eyes tight and tried to shake my head. “Stop it. Please stop it” I pleaded. Even with my eyes closed I could feel some tears forming behind the lids. A hand collided with the side of my face, forcing my forehead to bang against the steel bar that was holding it down. I opened my eyes again and the tears fell. He laughed. He sounded both happy and really creepy. “Are those tears?” he chuckled and wiped his finger over the wet streak on my cheek, “No!” I screamed,

I whisper, hoping Ryan understands me. His calloused fingers brush the tears away. He slightly turns my face towards his. "Don't cry." He wipes another tear. For a moment, I think it's just comfort but then his gaze stays on my lips, his fingers linger too much on my face. And he licks my tears off his fingers, sucking on them in a very erotic way. "No tears from such pretty eyes should go to waste." There's something different...darker in his gaze.

He shifts closer, cupping her cheek, wiping away her tears with his thumb. "Hey," he whispers, his thumb rubbing circles over her knuckles. "Don’t cry, love. Please." His voice turns softer, almost childlike. "I know you're scared. Hell, I’m scared too... but I swear I’ll take care of you and our pups. You don’t have to worry about anything. I'm good with kids, you know?" He chuckles nervously, wiping a tear from her cheek. "I grew up with a bunch of siblings, and I know how to handle them. Trust me, I’ve got this."

That is an issue for a later time. As I studied her face, I watched how this tear was threatening to run away, so, with my free hand, I reached out, moving her hair and placing it back behind her ear. Then with the tip of my finger, I touched the tear and gently picked it up off her cheek and placed it in my mouth. I could taste the saltiness of it. It was sweet yet salty, a great combination of sorts. She tried to pull back from me as I knew she wanted to wipe her face, but I did not allow her to as how I was holding onto her chin. I could tell this taste was pleasing to my wolf as if he was here. He would have certainly wanted to lick her face in an attempt to make her stop tearing up.

she teased. She handed the alpha a vial from his pocket. “These are my tears, they work quickly when it comes to injuries. Put a little on the wound and it should close up. Fake tears don't work as well as crying so I hope it’s enough to heal you quickly.” Logan looked even more shocked as he took the vial. It was as wide and long as his index finger, the liquid inside milky white. Who had milky tears? “I have so many questions,” Leo mused, “I'll update you when you come back.”

His eyelids were twitching as they tried to close themselves shut but amazingly, he was able to keep himself together through the burning pain. 30 seconds left. A few more tears made their way down his cheeks and he was practically crying at this point. "You look like something out of a horror movie, with those red eyes." Wyatt cackled. He found everything hilarious and was taking pictures with his camera again. He wanted to capture all of the good moments tonight. "You're almost there Blake, just a few more seconds." Zane encouraged his friend. "10. 9. 8..." His tears kept flowing at a constant rate.

he’d doted on for so many years. He downed a whole bottle of dragon pulque in one go, then suddenly saw the photo in the bin. He immediately picked it up and wiped it clean. In the photo, Noxivira wasn’t looking at the artist, but tilting her head just slightly, gazing warmly up at him beside her. Staring blankly at it, Morpheus suddenly buried his face in his hands, tears trembling through his fingers. He had once sworn to lead her out of that frozen cage. He never imagined he’d be the one to shove her into hell.