Quackity Face Novels & Stories

He was talking to the guy on his left, laughing at something, and the laugh was loud and easy and completely unbothered, the laugh of someone who had never spent a single second worried about whether people found him likable. They did. Effortlessly. Constantly. It was, in Ava's opinion, deeply irritating. She looked away before he saw her looking. Sofia noticed. Sofia always noticed. "Don't," Ava said. "I didn't say anything." "You were about to." "I was about to say that you did the face." "I don't have a face." "The one where you look at something you don't like and then look away very carefully so nobody thinks you were looking at it in the first place."

He rubbed his palm on her cheek. To Aria, there was withdrawal despite Quinn's words. He had declared, "I was just kidding," before suddenly bursting out laughing. Yet it didn't register as humor for her; instead, it felt entirely real. His facial expression had shifted noticeably as he gripped her neck tight, nearly suffocating her in the process. The incident wasn't a joke in her perception. It felt real, and it seemed real. ★★★

I reached down and simultaneously slammed two fingers into her pussy and slapped her face at the same time. “Ahhh!” Quinn screamed in pain and pleasure and one glare from me caused her to clamp her mouth shut at once. “Why the fuck do you have to be so loud?” I questioned, not expecting an answer from her though, “you want to cum, don’t you?” I asked and she nodded desperately, her lips pressed together as I pounded my fingers into her slutty cunt. “Great, then be quiet!” I spat on her face, my saliva trickling down her face to her mouth that she opened so the spit could get in and I smiled as I patted her cheek.

As if she had anticipated my question, Sheila answered with apparent ease, as though she had truly witnessed it herself. "You did it this morning before the surgery. In the dressing room, you injected an unknown substance into Pierre's IV vial." "I personally injected it into the vial?" "That's right!" At this answer, I exchanged a glance with Mr. Monroe. Immediately afterward, he erupted in anger. He pointed at Sheila and demanded loudly, "Which department are you from?" Confronted with Mr. Monroe's question, Sheila felt the forced composure on her face crack piece by piece. "Mr. Monroe, I'm an operating room nurse."

(I like you, you idiot. He laughed, "why did you call me an idiot." And I shrugged in reply, grinning. "So, translate the rest." "Nope. Not happening." "Why not?" He whined as he gave me his cute puppy facee. "Ew stop doing that you look like a constipated fish." He looked at me for a moment and then said, "when have you ever seen a constipated fish." While laughing. "Well, I just did." I gave him a pointed look as I burst into a fit of giggles.

He looked down on her grumpy face and licked her nose, grinning widely. "Ewww, don't..." She struggled under him. "Why? Your nose is cute and I love teasing you, your grumpy face is so adorable." He licked out again but she tossed her head. "It is not! Stop..." She giggled an amazing little chirpy sound. He chased her head around, licking at her face while she squirmed and struggled as she giggled and squealed. He finally caught her mouth with his and lashed his tongue in, devouring her as she gasped a little moan, closing her eyes and kissing him back.

PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Hmmm" Peaches purred softly while I gently patted her hair, her head on my chest and her arms around me. She raised her head up and pouted her lips. I kissed her pouted lips, feeling a burst of excitement. I could not hold back the grin on my face. "What's funny?" She asked, a small playful frown on her face. "Funny? Is it funny? I do not think so." "Then why are you grinning?"

My throat is totally clenched up right now. “Have you read Much Ado About Nothing?” “Shakespeare? Yeah, it’s a romantic comedy.” “Awesome! Look, we could really use a good summary before class starts, you wouldn’t mind would you?” She looks down at the books she’s holding and slowly puts them down on the desk beside me. Slowly, and nervously, she pulls the seat out next to me and sits down. I’m not sure I’ll even be able to hear a word she says. I’m too caught up with her face, her skin is flawless, and her eyes aren’t really brown, but more like bright ember. Absolutely mesmerizing. “Thanks so much, Cecilia. I’m Axel. And you know Chase, right?” This was my moment to say ‘hi’, but nothing c

Lukas blurted out through his giggling. “This one waved at me and he quacked at me. He was saying hi to me in his quacking.” Olivia couldn’t keep a straight face while watching Lukas giggle uncontrollably. “I swear, as soon as I flew past him, he looked over at me, raised his left wing, and went quack! I'm sorry, it was more like a honking sound, so instead, he waved at me and went honk!” Lukas hadn’t laughed in a long time, and his little body went from feeling weak to having an energizing joy that overwhelmed him.

He just looked at me like I had said him to jump off the cliff. "Haan???" Stunned he asked again. "Smile.It will relax your muscles.Will erase the huge crease between your eyebrows.Just smile" "I can't" he said fiddling with his fingers on his lap. "Oh comeon.Its so easy just look at me" I made a huge smily face "This" then made a goofy grin "This" Then I put my fingers on both corners of mouth stretching them. His mouth slightly twitched upwards. Omg !! Two big events are going to happen