Nibble On Ear Novels & Stories

“That they wouldn’t sting her, I mean.” Nathan shook his head. “I didn’t know for sure. But lately, I’ve been noticing things when I take her out. Small things. Curious rabbits running right up to her. Cats sniffing her, cocking their heads as though listening when she looks at them. I think she’s… special.” Elliot fidgeted in my arms, perhaps feeling left out. But I was hesitant. “One experiment a day, I think,” I murmured. Nathan laughed. “Fair enough.”

She grabs her by the wrist and drags her away from the table after receiving the food, into Mika's office. * She removes one ear of the earpods from her ears and rubs it, the sound of falling very distinct in her ears. The sound was a little too sharp, causing her ears to turn slightly red. "Damn it. I hope she doesn't see it now..." She puts in the earpods back in and focuses on the sounds, trying to figure out what every little scrape meant and then suddenly, there's a very loud slam and screech in her ears.

Nick watched me carefully. "I'll put another one on," Nick said and showed me another clip. He stroked the left side, perhaps near where the kidney would be, and gave it a light caress. He bent down, gave it a light bite, and then attached the clip. This time, the pleasure was mixed with the pain that came only at the end.

She shook her head as she thought, ‘How noisy…’ Before she could say anything, a pair of large hands covered Nicole’s ears. Ian leaned in behind Nicole and said in a tender tone, “It’s too noisy… Don’t let it pollute your ears…”

About the size of a fingernail. Nico leaned forward, eyes narrowing instantly. There was no physical reaction from him, but inside he was a mess. Nero didn’t move, not immediately. For a heartbeat, he just stared at it, his expression unreadable. Then slowly, like something dangerous awakening, a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth—but there was no humor in it. “That,” Nico said quietly, “looks like…” “It is,” Nero confirmed in a low, measured voice. “The chip.”

[ Let us just forget what we just heard. We can just pretend that we don't know where it came from right?] Nero suggested as he tried to think of a consoling word to say, but regardless, they still felt like they were somewhat duped. Audrey chose to ignore the lump that seemed to be threatening to come out from her mouth due to her newest discovery, and rather than dwelling on this fact, she focused her attention instead on what Sabel was eating. The other party was snacking on something that looked like Pringles.

Blake stood up, smoothing his clothes out before stepping towards Nadja "This is why," Blake said with a smile as he reached forward and stuck too small little white objects inside Nadja's ears. Nadja flinched, his head ducking down into his shoulders as he tried to get away from the loud noise that was suddenly in his ears. He quickly reached up, plucking them out of his ears and looking at them shocked. "What the hell are these?" Nadja asked, as he rolled them around in his palms, before slowly bringing them to his ears. Once he could hear the music again, he pulled them back shocked, and looked at Blake again.

Eric once again displayed that signature smile and looked down at my neck. I raised my hand to touch it and realized I still had the communication earpiece hanging there! Back on the plane, I found it too heavy, causing my scalp to ache, so I pushed it down and wore it around my neck. The problem was that Eric had noticed I hadn't taken off the earpiece, but he didn't remind me; instead, he eavesdropped on my conversations! What? Cute? This kind of person is irritating!!!

"Little bunny, can you help me put my lunch box in my bag?" Noreen asked, half-shouting, from inside the room. "My earring's caught on my dress, I'm trying to get it out." "Yes, Mom, I'll put it in your bag," Jonathan replied, walking to the kitchen and grabbing Noreen's lunch box. Noreen emerged from the room, dressed neatly, but her left ear was very red. "Mom? Your ear?" Jonathan asked, pointing at Noreen's ear. "Does it hurt?"

She closed her fingers around a handful of hair and pulled downward. His lips parted against the skin beneath her ear. His teeth brushed against her skin, with the edges of his incisors lightly scraping the base of her earlobe. The touch was gentle, yet sharp—the enamel on his teeth was much harder than her lips. It felt like a stone touching a leaf. Her earlobe twitched under his touch, and the cartilage beneath the skin bent slightly. “You’re still shaking,” his lips whispered against her skin. The airflow from each consonant brushed against her earlobes. The sound of the character “fa” had the strongest airflow, rushing into her ear canal and creating a low “buzz” on her eardrum.