Dryly Humorous Novels & Stories

, Adrian said, looking depressed and annoyed, with the whole body language of a beaten man. "Mrs. Question," he called me, his voice dripping with sarcasm, frustration, and humor married into one split-second brush. I couldn't really help laughing, each sound like a mighty riffle pouring out of me, my whole body shaking with mirth as I considered the sheer absurdity of the situation. Adrian's plans had been thwarted, and I had escaped for the time being! With a few deep gulps of sober air, I looked up at Adrian, a slow smile still on my face.

Blank and empty. As blank as a void. It instantly goes blank at finn's devious question. How selfish and back stabbing my thoughts really are. Finn instantly laughs loudly. He laughs hestericslly. His thirty two tooths alongside their broad visible gum all show. They assist his devious mockery laughter. His veins are not excluded. They also reveal. They force dominance through his skin amidst his lengthy laughter. "You see. No response" "No god damned response!" Finn continues my roasting and embarasment.

Then, with the most deadpan expression, he let out a dry, “Ha. Ha.” The crowd of warriors burst into another fit of laughter, some even doubling over. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I had meant to turn his attitude against him, not provide fresh fodder for his audience.

I know I'm not brandishing a hero now, I'm brandishing a hater, deceitful, liar. Let it be! It is a pleasure for me to know the inner workings of myself. You hate to listen to my moan. Well, to hate it, I will try to I make my moan as unpleasant as I can... You understand nothing yet, gentlemen. is not it? So I have to explain it more, so that you may understand these minutes joy. Are you laughing? This is so much fun. But my jokes and sarcasm are ridiculous, truncated, vague, lacking in self-confidence.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry it's just these people are so overbearing, I'm beginning to lose my mind." "Beginning to? You mean you haven't... Oh I'd have sworn, never mind." "Ha ha ha , very funny Sufyan. I'm howling, laughing my fucking ass off." She said in the driest tone Sufyan had ever hear. He smiled. "I try to make you happy." "You're doing excellently well." Sufyan shook his head. "How're you doing?"

I looked at him, trying to find any sign of a joke on his face. But his eyes were serious, without a hint of jest. "Mr. Gross, you have a real sense of humor," I forced a dry laugh, trying to defuse the eerie atmosphere. "I'm not joking," Cyrus said flatly, as if discussing something perfectly ordinary.

“You… You just look so serious doing that.” He frowned, clearly not amused. “Blowing on wounds helps with the pain.” That only made me laugh harder. “Says who?” Dorian’s lips pressed into a thin line, as if he was debating whether to argue or let it go. Finally, he exhaled and shook his head. “I don’t know why I bother,” he muttered, though I caught the faintest twitch at the corner of his lips. I wiped my eyes, my laughter finally subsiding. Dorian finished drying me off.

I shook my head, wiping the corner of my eyes with my ringless finger. “I-I’m sorry,” I say, in between fits, “It's just that this whole thing”, I gesture between the two of us, “is fucking hilarious, don't you think?” The corners of his lips twitch slightly, fighting an annoyed smile “Funny isn't the word I would use to describe your current situation, Solnishko” There's an edge in the way he says those words that cause the laughter to quickly die down on my tongue. What the fuck did he mean by that?

The brown table, the yellowed wallpaper, the moldy, paint-chipped window—colors rushed back. I clawed at the table and twisted my hips. The moment I opened my mouth, the pooled drool splattered onto the table. “Nngh!” A moan I couldn’t believe came from me spilled out, and the intense pleasure made my head jerk up. My eyes widened, tears dripping down. The man laughed at my reaction. He rammed his cock between my cheeks and watched me tremble. “This is a dry orgasm.” He whispered in my ear. I didn’t know what that meant.